Breakfast With Al Pacino Songtext
von The Game

The other day I had breakfast with Al Pacino (politicking)
Told him I wish he was in casino (probably checking)
Fresh out the kitchen with waffles and cappuccino (hood nigga)
Eating breakfast with Al Pacino was good nigga (please!)
My life a movie directed by Tarantino, my Lamb lounging the kimo
Im at that fork in the road like a tortures hoe
I dont wanna sell blow, I was forced to that stow
See, I was forced to be hard, without multiple goals
So I multiply and magnify that coke, till I was satisfied
Took oath with my last supply, I kept my tenants classified
My momma aint
My daddy and my uncles gave me bundles, Put it on bees I made it bumble
. that should not stumble
In bed by eleven, thats where she thought Im in a jungle,
Say notice, so no training day
Im on that trap, but I put them trains away
And my enemies on this train today
My dreams is where them bangers laid
The skys where my finger stay
Unless I bend the K, and choppers making rainy days
Niggas praying to Jesus
Remember before he was famous, yeah!
A younger game would say


The other day I had breakfast with Al Pacino (politicking)
Told him I wish he was in casino (probably checking)
Please!
Fresh out the kitchen with waffles and cappuccino (hood nigga)
Eating breakfast with Al Pacino was good nigga
Please!
And if you must know, nobodys perfect
We screw up, we make mistakes
If heart breaks, go through hard times
But you need to know thats life
The world aint full of assholes
But they strategically play
So that you could come across one everyday
You know what Im saying?
Sometimes things that happen in life are not part of the plan
And when that happens, dont give up on your dreams!
Just find another way to reach it,
Just give your faith a thought, ladies and gentleman
Worry most at the from happening
But it will stop the glee from being a joy
Whats up!