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Love of the game

Yeah, Shaw on the track, shout-out to the family. we been in these trenches together Freezing selling for pennies and dimes. now we on then one up Cold nights made soldiers Pain made kings We don’t fold We don’t bend We do this for the love of the game We do this ’cause we love to feel pain We do this ’cause no loss can bring shame We do this so our family can gain They call it an L, we call it a lesson If we get a Dub, we call it a blessin’ Every loss that we take means the class in session If we have a fall, it ain’t got us stressin’ I think I want the pain from a loss They call me a masochist I’ll fight to the last breath They won’t call me a pacifist I’ll fight till the death See these blades you’ll be catchin’ this You’ll feel that pressure in your chest Came up where the sky stayed grey Real ones move quiet, fake ones loud all day Had to learn quick who was solid, who changed Now my circle tight and my mindset trained They talk on my name but don’t step correct Internet bold but in person, stressed You flex for the crowd, I build for respect You live for attention, I live for the test Every scar got meaning attached Every setback built me back When pressure hit, you faded fast When pressure hit, I made it last You pray on a fall, I train for the drop You chase that hype, I aim for the top You want my lane but can’t hold pace I built from struggle, you built from face Storm after storm I never drowned Lost fake love when the truth got found Pain turned hunger, hunger turned crown Now I walk through fire like solid ground We do this for the love of the game We do this ’cause we love to feel pain We do this ’cause no loss can bring shame We do this so our family can gain They call it an L, we call it a lesson If we get a Dub, we call it a blessin’ Every loss that we take means the class in session If we have a fall, it ain’t got us stressin’ I think I want the pain from a loss They call me a masochist I’ll fight to the last breath They won’t call me a pacifist I’ll fight till the death See these blades you’ll be catchin’ this You’ll feel that pressure in your chest You ain’t a threat, you a comment thread All that typing but nothing said When it’s face to face you lower your head All that smoke just words you spread You celebrate quick when you catch one win Disappear when the losses set in I took mine open, wore that pain You hide every crack beneath that grin I don’t do noise, I move precise You gamble your rep, I strategise When pressure land heavy, you freeze and fold When pressure land on me, I rise You want my spot but can’t take weight You want my shine but can’t take hate Built from storms, I don’t break shape While you still stuck tryna look first rate I don’t fear loss, I fear standin’ still Fear wasted time, not climbin’ that hill Every bruise just proof I tried Every scar just sharpened pride They hoped I’d break, I doubled grind Now I’m ten steps ahead in mind We do this for the love of the game We do this ’cause we love to feel pain We do this ’cause no loss can bring shame We do this so our family can gain They call it an L, we call it a lesson If we get a Dub, we call it a blessin’ Every loss that we take means the class in session If we have a fall, it ain’t got us stressin’ I think I want the pain from a loss They call me a masochist I’ll fight to the last breath They won’t call me a pacifist I’ll fight till the death See these blades you’ll be catchin’ this You’ll feel that pressure in your chest