Lyrics:
the cards
The world may be yours to save
But it's mine to tear apart
One button's all it takes to
Set the Earth a-quaking
Or is the world afraid
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glass bars
It's shaky
Reading pie charts
And watching NASCAR
They 40, I'm just peeking my cards
The ace of black tar heroin
I'm dealing hard and peeling
your lucky
Cause i don't miss
Smart rifle i don't miss
I bet my old management praying I don't hit
Im lit i'm on fire and you know what time it is
Yea
positioned
On my tennis shoe
A message is what's sent to you
From me
I'm like Hermes to you
See we be split,
This the region at the playhead
In tools
They mad
poppin off just da 'jects
360 degrees all due with respect
It's da comin' of da killin' tool click
Atlanta's got a killin' tool, watch me rule bitch
Been given
Equipment
God is with me
Use these tools where you go
Tools on the go
Use these tools for the load
Tools on road
Use these tools when you
another lever that's mentally
If you got me than I got you that's chemistry
I go hard
These niggas jokers yeah I'm pulling cards
Thank God I ain't dead
cll right, cards on the table
Let's go... let's show
What up bird, how you know how to nest-build?
How to find a mate and food, and when to just
I pull up with tools get to working like a Mexican
Working right beside em even thou that I'm cmerican
They be doing siding I be working
The management said they were sorry
For the inconvenience you are suffering
And Mr. Booking Agent, please have mercy
Don't book the jobs so far
The management said they were sorry
For the inconvenience you are suffering
And Mr. Booking Agent, please have mercy
Don't book the jobs so far
All we got is face cards, you could put that on mine
Fit look like shit, nigga, wouldn't put that online
Bit how I dress, but you never got that
my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars
I went to the malls and I balled too hard
"Oh my God, is that a black card?"
I turned around
the body bags
Cause there is their resting place and they're going to be rotten trash
But for now garbage will deal with waste management
Dirty job, who's
The management said they were sorry
For the inconvenience you are suffering
And Mr. Booking Agent, please have mercy
Don't book the jobs so far apart
Honey B with the cool, that's how we move
My young boys got the tool
That's how we move
Got the tool for the school
That's how we move
That's how we
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no, I won't
to his management
Pouring up like
2 with the fanta mix
I never knew it would damage him
But the pain didn't heal
It enhanced the shit
Yeah
For real
like my happy dance
Take it up with management
They gonna push my back against the wall
When they all ask me to answer this
What are you so happy for
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classic hard to believe poker face on with a card up my sleeve. They all said I never look the part but I'm not trying to hear em like a pussy fart and now
your card
Stop that acting y'all ain't hard I bust my ass to get this far
Park my shit out front your yard
Popped your partner, pull your card
Stop that
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