Casualties

(Every war got casualties)
(I'm glad it ain't me)

I said I'm way too beneficial for niggas
When they tap my line, they all for the favors
But when I hit them back, they'll talk to me later
But if I match they energy, they call me a hater, Damn
I'm playing chess with mannequins
It's an exaggeration to call them some amateurs
Everyday I'm capturing these pawns without taking no damages
Without scrapes or no bandages
Watch how I handle it
Yea, everyday I walk to work, I don't talk to no managers
Yea, that's real boss shit
It's killing ya pride inside, ill make sure your wake is candlelit
Yea, you see them AMG benzes, just to think it all started with cameras
Now I just park with the cameras
This is manifested, failure won't part of the plan for us
Yea, ill turn ya chest to a target for playing with us
If you won't part of the pain with us
No you can't hop on this plane, or hop in the range with us
Y'all niggas acting like dames, trying to be all in the gang
Soon as I call you a lame, that's when the vibe that you bring switched up
You niggas got the thoughts in your brain mixed up
Better go talk to your main to get your dick sucked boy
I'm not the nigga you want to tussle with
This cloth is limited, you can suck a dick

I don't know why you think I'm that guy
That you should fuck with
I'm playing chess with mannequin
I'll snatch ya queen and ya rook, plus ya king
It is not as easy as it looks fuck you mean

You try to play with a thug (You try to play with a thug)
Too busy faking they love (Too busy faking they love)
They ain't even see all the graves that I dug

While they try and play with a thug
They Too busy faking they love
Insecurities and demons paired with taken them drugs
It's Impairing they vision, they can't even see
The graves that I dug
It's my empathy, wish someone had gave them some hugs
They sensitive
How you depend on another man for ya greatness
But don't mention him
A fraudulent way of moving with no intention
True Cold intentions
Y'all focused on boning women and bogus living
I'm way too close for comfort from phoning the coldest henchmen
My grandmother told me listen
If she saw me she'd take my champion belt I'm holding off me and scold me with it
When I start shooting ya pride ain't the only victim
When They willing to lose a star that's when you know you winning
And them niggas threw me a shot, trust me I ate one
God knows I did it
And Ima step first, boy Ill kill niggas like Kobe did

Nobody told me its a long way home
I got lost, oh so lost, took the wrong way home
Nobody behind me, GPS Can't find me NO
I wrote a letter to my pain it's signed by me
I wrote a letter to my pain it's signed by me
I wrote a letter to my pain it's signed by me

Niggas want to hate, let them hate that's fine by me
In war there's casualties, in war there's casualties



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Writer(s): Ean Defoor
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