Lyrics:
Let me tell you one thing cuz lifes a fucking chess game
White goes first
Straight away they got a headstart
Starting with a handicap cuz they subpar
nurse
Who helped people with polio
Played by Rosalind Russell
No idea who Nick was nick Charles
Perhaps? The Thin Man played
By William Powell
(26)
y3 wo ahi
They don't want us to fucking win
So obvious Niggas fucking mean, (So wicked)
S'wy i bed less hustle more
I'm on a fucking grind pill
Damn,
it and I'm done playing wicked games
D.D. but now I can't feel my face
Echoes of silence just ringing loud up in the place
I'm the hardest to love cuz
state of mind like a shooter
For the New York Knicks i'm the best
And if they ask Kawhi like the Clips
Tell 'em Dax got a glove with
The game in his grip
Oh man
Oh man, oh man
Not again
Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley, you can never check me
Back to back for the niggas that didn't
Oh man, oh man, oh man, not again
Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley
You can never check me
Back to back for the niggas that didn't
'cha wig
Not by the hairs on your chinny chin chin
Will you play the game of death with me and never win?
Killin' be a sin, snatch your throat and grin
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
a soda, word to Fargo
I'm tryna get the fucking fame and it's a tricky little game you gotta play
Sometimes you gotta tell your heart "No"
Here's
because I can't change
I be naughty by nature, I be gang gang
Some people think it's a game, like connect four
'Til I, rise the ting and dem collect
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
Whispered voices tell a tale of a place from long ago
Where the halls were left to fade away from a monster who brought Death in tow
His wicked smile
(Ouhboy you went dumb on this one)
Too much excitement flowing through my body
Stay silent and fight it I can't tell nobody (Yeah)
Just know that I'm
BEAUTIFUL WEATHER
I SAW YOUR GIRL IN THE SPOT LAST NIGHT
AND MAN LET ME TELL YA
HEY!!! YOU KNOW THE TYPE OF SHIT THAT I BE ON
IT ALL STARTED WHEN I MADE
not lost, tell y'all hoe's to stop
'Cause the union is in here, toast it up
When they shoot you suppose to duck
Look at them by the bar posing
I let it go by
Livin with pride, I just stride
I'm just surviving and trying my hardest
Whatever I do and fly
That is the whole game of life
You won't
thatt about
I was the only rapper out
Beverly foxhill roscos swapmeet
Slosin crenshaw comton we not sweet
Like I'm chump change
Jimmy with his gun game
stutter stanley
I made the script headed to the hall of fame
Lord didn't take my life lil wayne and the game
Never tell a lie drake and 2 chainz
This beat
forgive us ghetto bastards
We human beings
Seein' us inside this hell-hole
Just waitin' to fail
So they tell us that's what jail is for
Adolescent young
let me sleep
and now they bring me to the edge and tell me that I got a leap
Voices talking through the radio again
whispers saying wicked things
let me sleep
And now they bring me to the edge and tell me that I got a leap
[Chorus]
Voices talking through the radio again
Whispers saying wicked
his gun game
I'm fun aim, lax gun range
White load the felly fell
Holla at the kid proper
If somethin' happen, skip rappin'
The'll be big choppas
Ha
Stick to the G code
Stick to the G code
Stick to the-
Stick to the G-
I can't tell on them, I'm sorry
I can't tell on them, I'm sorry
Ayy,
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