Released: January 31, 2011

Featuring: JoiStarr

Songwriter: JoiStarr The Game

Producer: My Guy Mars

[Hook: JoiStarr]
I been looking this way, ever since I remember
And it ain't gone change
So I don't care what them people say ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
I will forever be this way ay ay ay ay ay ay
I will forever be this way

[Verse 1: Game]
Hey yo, hey yo
Keep the game in HD on ESPN while I fuck these lesbians rubbing on they breast and then
And then light up a swisher let it fill my lungs
Reflecting on the days when I was banging in the slums
From that to number 1, at the grammy's with my gun
Thought I was winning album of the year but then Missy won
Maybe next year, they say I'm underrated I'm underappreciated and it's Mr. West here

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Always stay the same
Even though I can't write it to change the game
You can never change the game, I'm just trying to make a change
Stay positive but the negative shit make it easier to make some change
So? I used to take a chain
So? I used to rob a store
So? I used to load a clip and tell my niggas time to go
Empty the clip and tell 'em hallow tip vamonos
I know it's uncommon to see a gangsta' with a common flow

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Now as the time flies a rapper's albums is getting weak as fuck
I feel like I don't need this bitch feel like I don't need this truck
Keep your rabbits foot nigga I don't need the luck
All I need is my niggas a half of Oz of weed to puff
Kickin' it with this rat I'm about to beat it up
Thinkin' about droppin' this tape how ya'll gone eat it up
Take my time on you niggas ain't no need to rush
You think you seen it all, nigga you ain't seen enough

[Hook]

[Verse 4]
Now as we prepare for dinner
Chop the table in half this side is for the sinners
But I'm forever in limbo parked in this Lambo
Bangin' this instrumental that I got from Timbo
Wishin' I would've just burned my demo
Wishin' I would've never hopped inside the Doc's limo
But I did look at what I did
I'd give everything back except my kids (yeee)

[Hook]

The Game

Jayceon Terrell Taylor was born November 29th, 1979 in Compton, California to two Crip-affiliated gang members. He grew up on Santana Blocc, a Crip-controlled neighborhood, with a large family of half and step siblings. He was hardened by a rough and violent childhood stinting from his parent’s drug use, domestic violence, and family members being killed through gang-related conflicts.

By 2000, a 21-year-old Jayceon Taylor was a member of the Cedar Block Pirus, a Blood-affiliated gang, and dealt drugs on the streets of Compton.

Late on the night of October 1st, 2001, Jayceon was alone in his apartment when the doorbell rang and after opening the door, he was jumped by three