Married To The Game
Married to the game
By R.p stevens
I fell in love with the devil
Fast lane to destruction
Money made to easy
A hustlers seduction
Life of law breaking
Staring in the rear view
Getting burnt on every corner
Like my body is being seared through
Late night driving,
Just to make a little change
The devil said I do
I'm married to the game
Decisions made by value
Risk had a price on it
Close to ruining everything
The game has a vice on ya
Devil's hand steadily squeezing
Always a grip that can't get broke
I've divorced her many times
She always returns for some more
U no write from wrong
Yet you have no fear when it's shame
All cause how your living
Married to the game
What's bad is the lifestyle
You choose could be left
No matter where you go
She's behind you one step
No prenump can stop her
No attorney can assist
Your married to the game
And she's a total b****...
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