CHESS

No days off I'm on a mission
No days lost how I been living
No breaks dawg I been busy
I ain't lost it, just listen

I'm knocking them off, I'm breaking they backs and giving them bed rest
She slanging that neck so I can relax, n that's head rest
You ns clocking in & I ain't slept yet
I'm coming at you ns throats like a strep test

You need a strategy Bishop will be the best bet
Cause when you move in diagonals you play your best chess
They tryna cap like DUALIS isn't the best yet
Like we ain't come up from the mud, n Sheck Wes

No women in my bedroom they ask to many questions
Digging in through my dresser like "why you got so many necklace"
There's tension in my lyrics like a n ain't been stretching
I'm expected to deliver like a n working Fed Ex, pause

Y'all not ready for me to start back killing
I'm back bitch, bring out the caskets, start digging
You can get buried alive you not Kendrick
I crash shit, no brake pads when I'm whipping

I'm reckless, dip in ya lane with no signal
And wreck shit, murder on anyone instrumental
Bitch I'm gassed up, pen game premium unleaded
Doing laps around you ns the lyrical Andretti

My notebook is a lyrical gymnasium
I could write a novel to explain the first page of it
I'm too in depth, scuba depth, submarine flows
And I'm too direct, motherfucking Tarantino

Compared to my old shit I'm on a whole different level
My tongue is of metal, my lyrics make it glow till it's redish
Ain't no discussing the subject, you finna speak with the shovel
Put that n 6 UNDER and make him sleep with the devil



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Willey, Bishop Javion Pearsall, Jon Kandy
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