Not in Cards (feat. Thelonious Martin)

Been too long
Fighting losing sight of the point of it all
Still doing time if you ordered me wrong
Reread the procedure
Follow along
By the books by the numbers
Kill you dead whether a fighter or a lover or a fighter for the lovers
Often wonder why it's still so many of us
Wise teachings to a new breed
I'm bare bodied in the downpour
Every signal I give her encrypted
She want me to speak out more
Out the question
Off the table
Flipped over
Sore loser
Full speed with this greed
All in had to lose her
More nosey than a luger
Barrel straight as the face
She made me this way and gave me raps to compensate like a muzzle brake
This double life I still trust my mans with
That high card a royal flush in the hands of gambit
How I'm moving
All kinetics
Blood flowing through me
An anesthetic
I'm invested in me
The only stock I know that won't fall
If it goes as planned
Cash switches hands
Off the grid
Undocumented
Nobody aware of how you get it
Seek fame in the filthiest of exchanges
Coins captured in a rope bound knit sack
Lurk until the roles reverse and I'm a cutpurse
Must've been the draft
Hone my craft
For you to get tackled by a lackey
Just needed something to attach me
Play the faces in order
And the ending might be happy
Outcome dreaded guess the coin was double headed
Who am I to bet against it
Just another day
Who are you to try to defend it

All absorbed I draw my sword so you can sheathe yours
Know the lore
Situation dire you might have to get behind
me
I need the push
One in hand
Two in the bush
Many spaces I raid
And pepper with ace of spades
Under law the draw unlucky
But I never let the gold card touch me
What's the odds of it
Hard to function every gun pointed at you on the flip-side
Live life how it is
Everything is rigged
Gigs just a cover for the bounty hunters
Not too keen of a record
Too clean to amount to something