Head of State Lyrics – The Game, DJ Drama

Read the full Head of State lyrics by The Game, DJ Drama and Mike & Keys along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy The Game’s music, you can also explore Clown Emojis and Caviar & Cartier, two other songs by The Game.

[Intro: DJ Drama]
What would you do with twenty-four hours?
To change the world
To correct the state of affairs
No blue or red states
No politicians politicking
Just you and the decisions you make

[Chorus: The Game]
If I was president for a day, I’d make the racism go away
I’d make the Snap cards an Amex
Give every homeless person a blank check

Wipe the student loans, make college fre
rab all the foster children, tell ’em, “Follow me”
To a place that they can call hom
ive every n!gga in jail a cell phone
If I was president for a day

[Verse 1: The Game & DJ Drama]
That’s twenty-four hours with no gun spray
A presidential pardon for Larry Hoover
And no neighborhoods fighting with the Hoovers
No secret service, let my n!ggas be all the shooters
Caravan and bulletproof G-wagons through the city, that’s how we maneuver
Out the sunroof with a black fist
Ain’t no fiends in sight, ain’t no crack, fent’
Just some chronic smoke through a crack vent
No police chases and today, nobody hopped over the back fence
I’d paint the White House red
No press secretary speeches ’cause I said what I said

[Chorus: The Game & DJ Drama]
If I was president for a day, I’d make the poverty just go away
I’d make the Snap cards an Amex
Give every homeless person blank checks
Wipe the student loans and make college fre
rab all the foster children, tell ’em, “Follow me”

To a place that they can call hom
ive every n!gga in jail a cell phone (Gangsta)
If I was president for a day
If I was president for a day (Gangsta Grillz)

[Verse 2: The Game]
Drop the Epstein files with no edits
Let n!ggas buy cribs with no credit
All the wars going on, we gon’ dead it
Amazon planes full of food and guess where they headed
Pallet after pallet dropped in Sudan and Gaza
And defund ICE and tell them this is for La Raza
Let the immigrants roam ’cause me casa su casa
No manmade hurricanes, just clear skies for the rosters
Meet with Russia and China ’til we on the same roster
Crown me king of the world, Mansa Musa, Mufasa
If they do a movie on me, I’m getting Michael B. Jordan
Go from the neck down and I can’t forget the Jordans

[Chorus: The Game]
If I was president for a day
I’d make all the cancer fade away
I’d turn the CashApps to Amex
Give every homeless person blank checks
Free all the guys ’til the guys fre
ive ’em Hellcats and tell ’em, “Godspeed”
Put a million dollars in that collection plate
No matter your section, ain’t no Section 8
If I was president