🥂The Mack Is Back

The Mack Is Back (Game For Sale)

Verse 1
My old lady sneakin’ with my so-called best friend,
Now I’m sittin’ back watchin’ how this story gon’ end.
Every move I make, somehow she already know,
Then I remembered who I been tellin’ everything to.

I showed that man the ropes, gave him game for free,
Thought he was ridin’ with me, not against me.
Told him, “Here’s a website, go find your own queen,”
But he wanted what I had instead of buildin’ his own dream.

Pre-Chorus
See, a gentleman don’t gossip,
A player don’t betray.
But a trick in player clothes
Will always give himself away.

Chorus
It’s just some more news you can use,
I’m still smooth, ain’t got nothin’ to prove.
The game for sale, the Mack is back,
I don’t chase nobody—I stay on my track.
If she wanna play with the pimpin’, mane,
She gon’ learn everybody can’t play this game.
I’m too cool to raise my voice,
I just let my silence make the choice.

Verse 2
He do whatever she say, like he scared to say no,
Callin’ himself a player, but everybody know.
Undercover trick, wearin’ confidence thin,
Tryin’ to wear another man’s shoes, can’t even walk in ’em.

She think I’m a fool ‘cause I ain’t made no scene,
But the coolest cat in the room ain’t always seen.
While they busy countin’ my losses out loud,
I’m already ten steps ahead of the crowd.

Bridge
A real one don’t panic,
A real one don’t beg.
You let folks reveal themselves,
Then let ’em make their own bed.

Break on him if that’s your plan,
You picked the wrong one to misunderstand.
I’ll keep my dignity, stack my paper,
And let time expose every faker.

Final Chorus
It’s just some more news you can use,
Still ridin’ smooth in them alligator shoes.
The game for sale, the Mack is back,
Never lost my cool, never got off track.
If she wanna play with the pimpin’, mane,
She’ll find out the game don’t stay the same.
Pocket full of wisdom, heart still strong,
Real players keep movin’… long after the game’s gone.

Outro
Mane…
Everybody can wear the suit…
But everybody can’t wear the game.
Stay smooth…
Stay player…
And let the truth do the talkin’.

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The Mack Is Back (Game For Sale) Verse 1 My old lady sneakin’ with my so-called best friend, Now I’m sittin’ back watchin’ how this story gon’ end. Every move I make, somehow she already know, Then I remembered who I been tellin’ everything to. I showed that man the ropes, gave him game for free, Thought he was ridin’ with me, not against me. Told him, “Here’s a website, go find your own queen,” But he wanted what I had instead of buildin’ his own dream. Pre-Chorus See, a gentleman don’t gossip, A player don’t betray. But a trick in player clothes Will always give himself away. Chorus It’s just some more news you can use, I’m still smooth, ain’t got nothin’ to prove. The game for sale, the Mack is back, I don’t chase nobody—I stay on my track. If she wanna play with the pimpin’, mane, She gon’ learn everybody can’t play this game. I’m too cool to raise my voice, I just let my silence make the choice. Verse 2 He do whatever she say, like he scared to say no, Callin’ himself a player, but everybody know. Undercover trick, wearin’ confidence thin, Tryin’ to wear another man’s shoes, can’t even walk in ’em. She think I’m a fool ‘cause I ain’t made no scene, But the coolest cat in the room ain’t always seen. While they busy countin’ my losses out loud, I’m already ten steps ahead of the crowd. Bridge A real one don’t panic, A real one don’t beg. You let folks reveal themselves, Then let ’em make their own bed. Break on him if that’s your plan, You picked the wrong one to misunderstand. I’ll keep my dignity, stack my paper, And let time expose every faker. Final Chorus It’s just some more news you can use, Still ridin’ smooth in them alligator shoes. The game for sale, the Mack is back, Never lost my cool, never got off track. If she wanna play with the pimpin’, mane, She’ll find out the game don’t stay the same. Pocket full of wisdom, heart still strong, Real players keep movin’… long after the game’s gone. Outro Mane… Everybody can wear the suit… But everybody can’t wear the game. Stay smooth… Stay player… And let the truth do the talkin’.

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