What's the Game Without Books - Kid Bookie

What’s the game without opinion, labels out for millions

You and boys in a bedroom set up killing them

Music straight from the heart that travels from ATL to Gillingham

Minimum effort goes no where so those bluer days get rid of them

‘cause it’s non stop work from here out, I appear loud

But it’s usually when my peers doubt

Where I’ve been how, if I fail it’s ‘cause you weren’t listening

Every song, every message, I spoke clearly when I said it

It’s up to you how you wanna interpret me, I don’t care if you misread it

I don’t care if you misread it

I’m not here to be liked

One big dream and an outcome’s all I share in the mind

Stare in the sky

Hear me tonight

The airs feeling right

The time is now

This is all I fucking see

Even when I sleep at night

Gleaming lights, flashing by

No one ever gave a fuck, on my own from here anyway

Whats the game without controversy

We been droppin' these bombs from early

I fit so many lines in one rhyme

I literally can’t stop it, it hurts me

But when you go much to say it’s like you wanna have a million songs by 30

And I got my head screwed on so tight

I grew bolts and I locked them firmly

I don’t roll how I used to, the games changed me and I hate myself

I evaded wealth, for the sacrifice of this game as well

More passion for music than money its funny, I’m living so crumby and none of

you that depressions a killer, instead of a winner you’re staring direct in the

face of a sinner

I don’t care if you misread it

I’m not here to be liked

One big dream and an outcome’s all I share in the mind

Stare in the sky

Hear me tonight

The airs feeling right

The time is now

This is all I fucking see

Even when I sleep at night

Gleaming lights, flashing by

No one ever gave a fuck, on my own from here anyway

Bye