No Capo [Verse 1] G On some DMX shit D I group DM my exes Em I tell 'em they belong to me, that goes on for forever C And I think we just get closer when we not together
G You tell me that I'm confusin' D More immature than Marques Houston Em Cuts too deep for a band-aid solution C We too deep in this thing to never lose me G LOLOL I'm glad you find this shit amusin' D Heard a lot about me 'fore we started off Em I know you heard that my pool parties like Mardi Gras C I know you heard that my girl is sponsored by Audemars G That's why she's always correctin' me when my time is off D And my house is the definition Em Of alcohol and weed addiction C You got a different vision G You wanna walk around naked in the kitchen D Without runnin' into one of my niggas Em That's not the way we livin' C Too much goin' on, it's just not realistic G These days I don't talk 'bout them days like I miss 'em D And you shouldn't miss 'em either, we different people Em C But every time we speakin' [Hook]
G It's like a lot of games bein' played D How's it goin' down? Em If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know now C Is you wit' me or what? G Yeah D It's like a lot of games are bein' played Em How's it goin' down? C If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know now Is you wit' me or what? Yeah [Verse 2] G I wanna know how much time you spent on them paragraphs D Where you're getting me Em All that grey in our conversation history, you C Playin' mind games, when you sayin' things G Playin' mime games, we both doin' the same thing D Slide on a late night Em You like to slide on a late night C You send the "are you here?" text without an invite G That's that shit that I don't like D We both slide on a late night Em Do things in our off time C We both, yeah G Made some mistakes, pon road D Yeah, how's that for real?
Em You toyin' with it like Happy Meal C 3 dots, you thinkin' of a reaction still While you're typin' make sure you tell me [Hook] G What type of games are bein' played? D How's it goin' down? Em If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know now C Is you wit' me or what? G Yeah D What type of games are bein' played? Em How's it goin' down? C If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know now Is you wit' me or what? Yeah [Verse 3] G Remember you was livin' at The London for a month D Service elevator up to 4201 Em We was still a secret, couldn't come in through the front C Girl I had your back when all you used to do was front G That's for sure though, I made a career of reminiscin' D Time got a funny way of tickin', things are so much different Em I'll admit it, I've admitted to a lot of things C Act like you know it, fuck them stories, fuck the shade they throwin' G Understand I got responsibilities to people that I need D And on my way to make this dough Em A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow C A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow G Tryna give your ass the world D You runnin' your fingers through my curls Em You knew me when the kid had waves C But that's enough of that You could never say I came up and forgot about your ass And that's some real shit