Game Over
Lil Flip Ft.Bun B And Young Buck Lyrics

Game over
The competition is over

Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (game over)
Chant to assert dominance in the game

Ah shit, y'all done fucked up And let me in this bitch I'm just your average hood nigga With dreams of gettin' rich (but you don't hear me)
I've arrived and it's your mistake for letting me in. I'm a regular guy from the streets with aspirations of wealth, but people don't take me seriously

My crib big like a football field You might fuck around and think I signed a football deal (but you don't hear me)
My house is huge, akin to a football field. You might mistake me for a football player due to my wealth, but you still don't pay attention to me

I take 15 minutes to drop a track (yeah) I take half a minute to load my gats (but you don't hear me)
It takes me a short amount of time to produce music but loading my guns takes even less time. Yet, you still ignore me

I make em bounce all across the globe I'm a pimp, I got your ho Takin' off her clothes (but you don't hear me)
I have a global fanbase and the skill to woo women. You still don't give me any credit

A franchise like a Houston Rocket (Houston Rocket) Every eight months is When I usually drop it (but you don't hear me)
My music is a lucrative venture akin to the Houston Rocket's franchise. I release music every eight months, however, people still don't acknowledge me

I got the streets on lock, I like my beats with knock You know my heat stay cocked, nigga
I have the streets under control, I prefer hard-hitting beats and always have my gun ready

(Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (now who they want?)
Chant to assert dominance in the game

Look, I'm a Cristal nigga and you a red-winer You just an opening act But I'm the headliner (But you don't hear me)
I'm the sophisticated, top-tier performer, while you are just an opener. But you still don't recognize me

I'm about to ship 3 mil off top You got your deal off your man I got my deal off props (But you don't hear me)
I'm about to sell three million records, but you signed because of who you knew. I became successful due to genuine talent and hard work, but you still don't acknowledge me

I'm "Connected" like Dub and Mack 10 With Ice Cubes in my watch And Dubs on the black Benz (But you don't hear me)
I have connections to other successful artists and have adorned my watch and car with valuable items. Yet, people still don't give me the respect I deserve

I'm getting paid 'cause I do all the work It's rainy days if we don't move All our work, we go berzerk (But you don't hear me)
I'm making money because I put in the effort. If we don't earn, we get desperate. Yet, people don't recognize the hard work

I'm on the block fam, in the cream drop Lam Most of y'all cats with deals, y'all ain't hot man (But you don't hear me)
I'm on the streets with a luxury car, while most signed artists aren't as popular as they think. But still, people don't pay attention to me

I'm 'bout to do it again, you 'bout to lose it again It's show and tell motherfucker, I'm a prove it again
I'm about to release another hit and you're about to lose again. This is an opportunity for me to prove myself once more

The game over, cause shit about to change over It's 'bout time cause hip-hop Need a make over (But you don't hear me)
The game is changing and hip-hop needs an overhaul. Yet, people still don't acknowledge my ideas

If most producers want to charge too much But around my way that's how You get fucked up (But you don't hear me)
Producers demand too much money, but in my area, I don't pay that much and still succeed. Yet, people don't recognize my wisdom

You might think we all beats and rhymes But way before this rap shit, nigga The streets was mine (But you don't hear me)
We aren't just musicians, we have a real history in the streets. Yet, people still don't understand our roots

I got that hot shit, that "Thug Life" 'Pac shit That get hot shit, that B.I.G. "Ready to Die" shit
I have music that is reminiscent of the hits by Tupac and Biggie, but people still don't see me as a key player in hip-hop

(Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (now who they want?)
Chant to assert dominance in the game