Game - Breakfast With Al Pacino Lyrics
[Hook]The other day I had breakfast with Al Pacino (politicking)Told him I wish he was in Casino (probably checking)BreatheFresh out the kitchen with waffles and cappuccino (hood nigga)Eating breakfast with Al Pacino (Wass good nigga?)Please[Verse 1]My life a movie directed by Tarantino, my Lambo lounging the kimoI’m at that fork in the road like a torturous HovI ain’t wanna sell blow, I was forced to that stowSee, I was forced to be hard, without multiple goalsSo I multiplied and magnified that coke, till I was satisfiedTook oath in my last supply, I kept my tenants classifiedMy momma ain’t know nahMy daddy and my uncles gave me bundlesPut it on bees I made it bumbleBred 11’s, thou should not stumbleIn bed by eleven, that’s where she thought but I’m in a jungleSayin no this ain’t no training dayI’m on that track, but I put them trains awayAnd my enemies on this train todayMy dreams is where them bangers layThe sky is where my fingers stayUnless I bring the K, and choppers making rainy dayNiggas praying to YeezusRemember before he was famous, yeah!A younger game would say[Hook][Verse 2]And if you must know, nobody’s perfectWe screw up, we make mistakesHave heart breaks, go through hard timesBut you need to know that’s lifeThe world ain’t full of *****sBut they strategically playSo that you could come across one every dayYou know what I’m saying?Sometimes things that happen in life are not part of a planBut when that happens, don’t give up on your dreams!Just find another way to reach emJust give your food for thought, ladies and gentlemanWorrying won’t stop the bad from happeningBut it will stop the good from being a joyYes sir!
