[Hook]

Why do they worry me?

Because the game ain't what it used to be

Where did all the G's go, uh-huh

[Verse 1]

I be beeping niggas with cell phones

So why the fuck the call back take so long?

If I depended on my niggas, I'd stay stranded at home

But every time I got a show, my telephone ring

They wanna fuck with me when I'm in the spotlight

Trying to get in free, and smoke and lean

Feel me when a nigga say that, I don't love nobody

The same person you call a partner might try to slug your body

Never ever underestimate the next man's greed

And it ain't no love if it come down to it, second and first cousins even bleed

Losing love for my partners, because they treat me like a stranger

Plus, my nigga for life is headed straight for the gas chamber

I took an oath and said you didn't do it

But when the judge winked at the prosecutor, we knew we blew it

[Hook]

Why do they worry me?

Because the game ain't what it used to be

Where did all the G's go, uh-huh

[Verse 2]

And it ain't no such thing as a faithful broad

But I've been blessed to peep the game, that's why I'm thankful, Lord

So all the love letters and roses that you send her, she won't even much feel

Cause all the while, the bitch be phonier than a four-dollar bill

Some niggas got mo' bitch in them than bitches, always pulling a strap

Say they want tickets about they boxing game, but hiding behind a gat

If you pull a pistol on me, I might provoke you to use it

Cause my life, my life is painful, and I ain't scared to lose it

Even though it's brightly lit, I live in darkness, keep a pistol

With an extra cartridge, they mistake my paranoia for being heartless

I wanna live in peace, but drama won't allow me

That's why my mind is gone off Xanaxs and ounces to tree

I know I've called up on your name in vain, but I'm humble when I bow

If there was ever a time I needed you, God, I need you now

Lord have mercy, too many suicidal thoughts, so I sold my piece

But what's worse, knowing you live in hell or being a lost soul in the streets

[Hook]

Why do they worry me?

Because the game ain't what it used to be

Where did all the G's go, uh-huh

[Verse 3]

And I will never understand why

The Governor know innocent people living on death row

And all he do is stand by

No evidence on Dinkie, so we're feeling the stress

But you gotta satisfy public when in arrest

Whatever happened to innocent until proven otherwise

I promised I been traumatized, ever since the day that my mama died

I'm running away from righteousness, and learning to sin

But the same niggas I kicked the door with, facing five to ten

So I've been blessed to a certain extent, and given a privilege

Where if a sentenced committed, I'm forgiven when I repent

When the police pull us over, they wonder why we're nervous

Too many jobs defy with homicides, and funeral services

And if I die, please make it quick, no pain

At least I know, I left a stain in their brain

If it's time to die, I won't cry, just make it quick with no pain

At least I know, I left a motherfucking stain

[Hook]

Why do they worry me?

Because the game ain't what it used to be

Where did all the G's go, uh-huh

[Outro]

Where did all the G's go?

Why do they worry me? (Yeah)

Because the game ain't what it used to be

Where did all the G's go, uh-huh