Robb Drew, The Game - Cables Lyrics

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Where you going?
Bring it back
You don't know
How to act
Put it on
Take it off
Now you're gone
What a loss
Where you think you're going
Cause I wasn't done yet
Another rule
Are we having fun yet?
Just when you think it's over
I can feel it on my shoulder
And it's creeping a little closer
I hope I get ran over
By a Mack truck
That's my last fuck
That I gave up
Need a new one
And a fake friend
Yeah I knew one
Now my bank account
Got a new fund
Yeah I'm getting money
What the fuck they gonna do about it?
I would show my numbers
But I know they don't allow it
Every day they checking up
They want to see the balance
And I tell them peep the stats
But they don't accept the challenge
Where you think you're going
Cause I wasn't done yet
Another rule
Are we having fun yet?
Just when you think it's over
I can feel it on my shoulder
And it's creeping a little closer
I hope I get ran over
Blow the safe
Take the top off the wraith
Mask on like Ye with a phantom full of yay
I don't dream I make it happen today
If I want it I'mma take it
Live and die by the K
Fist full of hundreds
Pocket full of gas
Crash the Rolls Royce
Throw that bitch in the trash
Get another one
Like DJ Khaled in this bitch
Car coke white like it's an alley in this bitch
And there's fiends in the back seat
Fucking with that fentanyl
My opps fall like dominoes if I get the call
And drakes coming out like he brought the six with him
The walking dead every time the sticks hit em
Coroners love me
Funeral homes adore me
Keep money in their pocket
Yeah they need more of me
Second coming of the king great Avalon
Two desert eagles on me
I shoot the shit is Babylon
Where you think you're going
Cause I wasn't done yet
Another rule
Are we having fun yet?
Just when you think it's over
I can feel it on my shoulder
And it's creeping a little closer
I hope I get ran over

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Where you going?
Bring it back
You don't know
How to act
Put it on
Take it off
Now you're gone
What a loss
Where you think you're going
Cause I wasn't done yet
Another rule
Are we having fun yet?
Just when you think it's over
I can feel it on my shoulder
And it's creeping a little closer
I hope I get ran over
By a Mack truck
That's my last fuck
That I gave up
Need a new one
And a fake friend
Yeah I knew one
Now my bank account
Got a new fund
Yeah I'm getting money
What the fuck they gonna do about it?
I would show my numbers
But I know they don't allow it
Every day they checking up
They want to see the balance
And I tell them peep the stats
But they don't accept the challenge
Where you think you're going
Cause I wasn't done yet
Another rule
Are we having fun yet?
Just when you think it's over
I can feel it on my shoulder
And it's creeping a little closer
I hope I get ran over
Blow the safe
Take the top off the wraith
Mask on like Ye with a phantom full of yay
I don't dream I make it happen today
If I want it I'mma take it
Live and die by the K
Fist full of hundreds
Pocket full of gas
Crash the Rolls Royce
Throw that bitch in the trash
Get another one
Like DJ Khaled in this bitch
Car coke white like it's an alley in this bitch
And there's fiends in the back seat
Fucking with that fentanyl
My opps fall like dominoes if I get the call
And drakes coming out like he brought the six with him
The walking dead every time the sticks hit em
Coroners love me
Funeral homes adore me
Keep money in their pocket
Yeah they need more of me
Second coming of the king great Avalon
Two desert eagles on me
I shoot the shit is Babylon
Where you think you're going
Cause I wasn't done yet
Another rule
Are we having fun yet?
Just when you think it's over
I can feel it on my shoulder
And it's creeping a little closer
I hope I get ran over