2 Sides Of The Game

Waka
 Lecrae, Flocka Flame
 Lecrae, Flocka Flame
 Ayy man be careful who you listen
 And where you get your game from lil' homie
 Some folks will send you up the road
 Just send you up the river with no guidance you know what I mean?
 They only gon give you one side of the game
 They ain't gon tell you everything
 You get rich off of dope if you let them tell it
 Get a scale and a boat, weigh it up and sell it
 They got rich off of kush if you let them tell it (flex!)
 But it's two sides to the game and they ain't gon tell it
 They gon' make it seem like that lil' money worth your freedom
 (On God)
 They'll have you sitting in the box with family you can't see 'em
 'Cause they ain't tell you about informants and indictments
 They just make it look enticing showing big racks and diamonds
 Ayy, What up to soup and them, J in the Lou and them
 Nene and J in the D, I used to fool with them
 My uncle was moving the D
 With the Pirus & nem
 Me, I just wanted to be him
 Then I could cop me a BM
 Told me the right way to pitch it
 Told me beware of the snitchesThought he had figured it out
 But I was there when he got sentenced
 Left the babies with the BM
 He don't ever get to see em
 Kalif Browder for a season
 I'm writing letters tryna free em
 CO's was breaking 'em down
 Roaches and rats on the ground
 Potnas ain't nowhere around
 But yet he the man in the town
 Dope man, dope man, dope man, dope man
 Don't tell, don't tell
 Never hug his kids again but prosecutors don't care
 You get rich off of dope if you let them tell it (Flocka!)
 Get a scale and a boat, weigh it up and sell it (bow, bow)
 They got rich off of kush if you let them tell it (swerve)
 But it's two sides to the game and they ain't gon tell it
 They gon' make it seem like that lil' money worth your freedom (
 On God)
 They'll have you sitting in the box with family you can't see 'em
 (You Know)
 'Cause they ain't tell you about informants and indictments
 (Bow Bow Bow Bow)
 They just make it look enticing showing big racks and diamonds
 What up with Digs and 'em?
 What up with Tang and 'em?
 Had all the chains on 'em
 And then they got chains on 'em
 Had potnas they swore they were real
 A Lot of em changed on them
 And don't act the same with them
 Ain't droppin' change on them
 You in the yard with some killers
 He in the house with the fam
 He took the block and just ran
 That's just part of the game
 Best friend hugging your dame
 He throwin' dirt on your name
 He put the word in the hood
 That you took the stand like a lame
 A thousand eight grams get you 32 bands
 Or 32 to years with some cell mate fans
 Ballin back home and you can't find your mans
 Now you in the cell prayin' that his gun jam
 You get rich off of dope if you let them tell it (Flocka!)
 Get a scale and a boat, weigh it up and sell it (bow, bow)
 They got rich off of kush if you let them tell it
 (Swerve)
 But it's two sides to the game and they ain't gon tell it
 They gon' make it seem like that lil' money worth your freedom
 (On God)
 They'll have you sitting in the box with family you can't see 'em
 (You Know)
 'Cause they ain't tell you 'bout informants and indictments
 (Bow Bow Bow Bow)
 They just make it look enticing showing big racks and diamonds