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Last Game, 4 Hours Later

by i.G.C.
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Artisti.G.C.
AlbumGamer Pop Volume 2
Duration3:23
ReleasedNov 19, 2025
Genre: Gamer Pop Type: audio/mpeg

Lyrics

said last game looking dead at the clock 11-29 I work at eight o'clock boys in the party like bet I'm down with you up rank for the final round first match slip we get third place chalk homie say rematch they don't count that's chalk I say all right but this the last for real control So we low back in full sweat, no cap, no clock hit 1, then 2, then 3 Eyes feel heavy, but my rank look free, room go quiet Night turn thin, I blink one time, sun creeping in Last game, 4 hours later Still in the lobby like a sleep time trader Eyes on fire, but the squad won't danger GG spam to my future self-singer Last game, 4 hours gone, say goodnight twice, still got my I'm like see you later my whole life running on four hours later Mom texts early you awake for work I'm mid team fight trying to dodge that lurk boss in my email meetings at nine I'm still out here trying to hold that line teammate y'all I'm dead inside we all laugh say one more we ride every man start like this through Every match in life, yo, we got done. Snack bag and feet. Drink cans, towel, been sweating pixels for a whole night hour. Check my cam, I look half undead. Blue light tattooed on the side of my head. Fully clutched, one big dub. We scream, whole party hype like we live in a dream. Then somebody say, we hot. Run it back. I hit escape stand deep at the facts like nah. Life's a game four hours later. Still in the lobby like a sleep time trader. Eyes on fire, but the squad won't danger. GG's spin to my future self. I love this grind, I love this crew But tomorrow me lookin' like what you do One day I learn how to hit that quit For the birds outside start singin' with it So I mute my mic, say for real last ride Tryna console off, see the sun outside Same time tomorrow I tell my haters, this the last game Last game, four hours later Still in the lobby like a sleep time trader Eyes on fire, but the squad warned danger GG spam to my future self-sanger Last game, four hours gone Sick at night twice, still got my headset on One day I learned to hit stop Not later, till then my life seems on Alright for real though This time It's the last one Maybe

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