G
On some DMX shit
D
I group DM my exes
Em
I tell ’em they belong to me, that goes on for forever
C
And I think we just get closer when we not together
G
You tell me that I’m confusin’
D
More immature than Marques Houston
Em
Cuts too deep for a band-aid solution
C
We too deep in this thing to never lose me
G
LOLOL I’m glad you find this shit amusin’
D
Heard a lot about me ‘fore we started off
Em
I know you heard that my pool parties like Mardi Gras
C
I know you heard that my girl is sponsored by Audemars
G
That’s why she’s always correctin’ me when my time is off
D
And my house is the definition
Em
Of alcohol and weed addiction
C
You got a different vision
G
You wanna walk around naked in the kitchen
D
Without runnin’ into one of my niggas
Em
That’s not the way we livin’
C
Too much goin’ on, it’s just not realistic
G
These days I don’t talk ’bout them days like I miss ’em
D
And you shouldn’t miss ’em either, we different people
Em C
But every time we speakin’
Hook:
G
It’s like a lot of games bein’ played
D
How’s it goin’ down?
Em
If it’s on ’til we gone then I gots to know now
C
Is you wit’ me or what?
G
Yeah
D
It’s like a lot of games are bein’ played
Em
How’s it goin’ down?
C
If it’s on ’til we gone then I gots to know now
Is you wit’ me or what?
Yeah
Verse 2:
G
I wanna know how much time you spent on them paragraphs
D
Where you’re getting me
Em
All that grey in our conversation history, you
C
Playin’ mind games, when you sayin’ things
G
Playin’ mime games, we both doin’ the same thing
D
Slide on a late night
Em
You like to slide on a late night
C
You send the “are you here?” text without an invite
G
That’s that shit that I don’t like
D
We both slide on a late night
Em
Do things in our off time
C
We both, yeah
G
Made some mistakes, pon road
D
Yeah, how’s that for real?
Em
You toyin’ with it like Happy Meal
C
3 dots, you thinkin’ of a reaction still
While you’re typin’ make sure you tell me
Hook:
G
What type of games are bein’ played?
D
How’s it goin’ down?
Em
If it’s on ’til we gone then I gots to know now
C
Is you wit’ me or what?
G
Yeah
D
What type of games are bein’ played?
Em
How’s it goin’ down?
C
If it’s on ’til we gone then I gots to know now
Is you wit’ me or what?
Yeah
Verse 3:
G
Remember you was livin’ at The London for a month
D
Service elevator up to 4201
Em
We was still a secret, couldn’t come in through the front
C
Girl I had your back when all you used to Do was front
G
That’s for sure though, I made a career of reminiscin’
D
Time got a funny way of tickin’, things are so much different
Em
I’ll admit it, I’ve admitted to a lot of things
C
Act like you know it, fuck them stories,
fuck the shade they throwin’
G
Understand I got responsibilities to people that I need
D
And on my way to make this dough
Em
A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow
C
A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow
G
Tryna give your ass the world
D
You runnin’ your fingers through my curls
Em
You knew me when the kid had waves
C
But that’s enough of that
You could never say I came up and forgot about your ass
And that’s some real shit
