Find Out - Skeme, The Game

All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you niggas

They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride

for my niggas

I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that nigga don’t play me, I’m brazy

Strapped in like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho niggas close

to me, no

I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me

I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me

YSL, been the man for a minute

All this Versace on me, the sky is the limit

I’m feeling like I’m Biggie out in Brook

Cause ain’t a nigga hot now as real as crook

SK, send shots at your chest plate

Tell them niggas I ain’t moving till the check straight

Nigga like me going brazy

I could do a buck 80 right now on the F way

Pour Code' in a double cup, nigga tryna make the fucking hundreds double up

Head nigga, I’m a breadwinner, and lately I could give a fuck about a runner up

Fly ass nigga, ain’t no need for a stylist

Extend my clip, it got a barrel with a silence

Play about mine, know my niggas get to wyling

We young, there be new blue hundreds by the thousand

All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you niggas

They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride

for my niggas

I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that nigga don’t play me, I’m brazy

Strapped nigga like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho niggas

close to me, no

I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me

I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me

In that Bugatti on the 110

You ain’t never seen nothing like it, close your eyes then

You gon' kill me when you see me, a’ight then

I’ll be waiting right here with these dice then

Shooting with the homies, shooting niggas uninvited

I put you 6 feet under like you five ten

All my niggas Suwoopin' and that’s five five

Sipping codeine, smoking chronic, tryna skydive

Nigga hype down, you could die now

If you hit the four pound with the extendo that’s a five pound

8 pounds and 6 pounds, that’s an 8 ball

What the fuck is you on?

Been surfing for the last ten years now

All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you niggas

They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride

for my niggas

I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that nigga don’t play me, I’m brazy

Strapped nigga like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho niggas

close to me, no

I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me, no

I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me

Bad bitches getting called over

I need 100 Ms ‘fore it’s all over

And tell her keep her feelings in her pocket

Cause I’m not crown on my walk over

Killers on my right and my left

He down to die bout this rep

Blood money, that’s all they ask

I got right now, give a fuck bout who next

All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you niggas

They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride

for my niggas

I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that nigga don’t play me, I’m brazy

Strapped nigga like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho niggas

close to me, no

I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me

I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me