Breakfast With Al Pacino - The Game

Breathe

Fresh out the kitchen with waffles and cappuccino (hood nigga)

Eating breakfast with Al Pacino was good nigga

Please

My life a movie directed by Tarantino, my Lambo lounging the kimo

I’m at that fork in the road like a torturous Hov

I ain’t wanna sell blow, I was forced to that stow

See, I was forced to be hard, without multiple goals

So I multiplied and magnified that coke, till I was satisfied

Took oath in my last supply, I kept my tenants classified

My momma ain’t know nah

My daddy and my uncles gave me bundles,

Put it on bees I made it bumble

Bred 11's, thou should not stumble

In bed by eleven, that’s where she thought but I’m in a jungle,

Sayin no this ain’t no training day

I’m on that track, but I put them trains away

And my enemies on this train today

My dreams is where them bangers lay

The sky is where my fingers stay

Unless I bring the K, and choppers making rainy day

Niggas praying to Yezus

Remember before he was famous, yeah!

A younger game would say

The other day I had breakfast with Al Pacino (politicking)

Told him I wish he was in casino (probably checking)

Breathe

Fresh out the kitchen with waffles and cappuccino (hood nigga)

Eating breakfast with Al Pacino was good nigga

Please

And if you must know, nobody’s perfect

We screw up, we make mistakes

Have heart breaks, go through hard times

But you need to know that’s life

The world ain’t full of assholes

But they strategically play

So that you could come across one every day

You know what I’m saying?

Sometimes things that happen in life are not part of a plan

But when that happens, don’t give up on your dreams!

Just find another way to reach em,

Just give your food for thought, ladies and gentleman

Worrying won’t stop the bad from happening

But it will stop the good from being a joy

Yes sir!