33 CHAMBERS

They want me televised
I see through hella lies
I used to channel these visions before antennas rise
My only enterprise and I made do
Till I made them pay for each played view
You know the game when they rule
Rap money paid my way through school
Then I took some more and dropped a few jewels
I play along enough to watch a few moves
Then get away for a yеar
I take all the trips to make it whеre I live

I mean, how you turn a target into a place that you live
Never knew the loyalty was shown by what you give
Measuring the family by the numbers that it is
But you only come together on December 25th
Sativa smoke serenade the airs when I spit
Like a coin toss, know the people always flip
They say honestly we lose some to get some
That's how it works in this biz So you burn another bridge
Shit

Corner had me grinding my teeth
Niggas couldn't believe all beef and crime in my team
Never cried in teen I was busy grinding and finding my cream
My gold reef is a piece inside of my brief
When swing in my city you see a sight of some grief
Fuck are you talking bout
When police show don't DJ Unk the homies don't walk it out
Know the games stuck in a cycle
Told the homie "nigga don't hold me" it got me psycho
I keep it on me
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Where must I go when corners ice cold
I been through every little cyclone hoping my eyes cope
Chasing bags you see my thighs grow
In my darkest moments I pray I see all my lights glow
I'm taking my chances I know you see how my dice go
The game it got no pressure
Self proclaimed rulers who do it to little measure
Little OG's don't drop jewels I'm dropping the treasure
Dropping fools and jotting my rules I do it for leisure
For real



Credits
Writer(s): Nhlawulo Mashimbyi, Danisile Baloyi, Nsovo Menyuku
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