My Deck

I played the instrumental like I played my last ex I was on it for a week then it's on to the next I was tired of the S so I switched to double X Double X had me stressed so I had to double check Invested everything I had to my deck Had to play the cards right down to every little spec Had the vision in my sight rapping running chasing checks So I brought that shit to life now they saying we the best We the best glad to say that I'm blessed Caviar and Chardonnay up in my breath Writing lyrics putting rappers to the test Gotta slow it down cause yall looking tense Angle on my left saying I should have some pity Devil by my right saying fuck it come on be greedy And I got my gut itching giving me a crazy feeling Fuck it, aiming for the head imma have em kneeling Imma have them leakin till they say they fuckin with me Back in 17' I was a ghost now they looking for me Now I'm flexin in a ghost and they say you changed frank And I did... from lil bank to big bank Just got paid got the stash locked away in MIA Got the private jet coming homie what's the ETA You know I gotta leave, you know I cant stay Gotta dip outta Dade cause its full of fakes Now I'm posted up in California city streets Looking for a different clique to fuckin come and roll with me I'm tired of everybody thinkin they could try me I bite back homie I'll eat you like some prime meat No joke kid I hit yo bitch double stroke No joke kid I'll hit you with that double smoke No joke kid I'll crack you like a fuckin joke Tired of all this bull shit imma run you fuckin broke My deck loaded up, tell my queen to buckle up My diamonds in the rough, tell my jeweler it aint enough Got my spades up in Spain aint been the same I'm the king what you mean I'm the one to blame I'm the one to blame for shittin on the competition Took about a couple strikes to come and get this recognition Gotta reload on my, on my ammunition Got the cheat codes to my, to my oppositions Got the oppositions falling while I'm tunnel vision Got my other bitches falling cause my dick delicious Shit the flows so unpredictable Rake the dough, you know, undefeatable God damn, had to do em like that, but fam You a lame and you claim food stamps And by the way you signed to a record label Meaning people eating off you table Im independent I aint signing to no slimy peasants I got a fetish bout keeping all the shiny presents I tripped and fell took an L and learned my lesson And South side 305 is what I'm fuckin reppen With the upper hand I got the kings up in my deck Feeling like I'm superman 100k up on my chest I aint holding back imma go all in God damn all these beats I be saucing And by the way I got a couple jokers stashed up in my deck For all them fake ass clowns playing me throughout the years Don't worry imma play em soon