KING'S GAMBIT

Aye, yeah
Satan gender-bending
Trying trap me through these women
Shades on the shade heavy
All my thoughts behind these lenses
I can't cap her snatch a Bentley
Foreign pussy get me plenty
Hennessy and bad deeds
Regret after I put the family
On her face I'm headed home
Know I got the devil in me
Always seem to make it home
Temptation make me late it faze me
Ass cheeks wide as a hellcat
Her pussy fat and deadly
And her friend too friendly
Down to the fuck I thought they besties
More like fuck buddies messy
What I think about that shit
Tequila always make em bisexual
Now they locking lips
Heaven is long way from here
Feel like it's on the strip
Hell ain't too far from here either
Know them niggas the hate the kid
Fathers full of anger with a death wish
Like they hate they kids
Like I ain't gripping metal on me
I paint the city red
Put ya name in graffiti candle lightings
That type of shit I'm a titan, a giant,
I'm legend, I'm a living myth
I got 2 weapons
My gun and my phone
Make a call to make a date
To discuss how you going
Get it done hands free
My mans a tesla but he blowing
Whole lotta emissions
Cause the smoke he give out ain't the norm
Still could pass inspection
Through the city undetected scoring
Can't go unprotected
But I raw dog mouth and I pour it
We the bartenders handing shots and y'all catching
Niggas still talking gangsta shit
But they money stagnant
Still on paperwork yapping
Pen pals, they friends active
On a case connecting dots
Hoping that they don't catch us
Knowing that won't catch me
Close but the distance tactical
You can play the game how you want
When you sit behind the board
Hands-on but a ghost everything is need to know
You'll feel me but you'll never see me
If you do it's cause I forced it
Made it happen like this all
Everything I got on on my lonely
That's on God that's on Jehovah
If you witnessed then you know it

I just want to clock in, night and day
I'll stay I'll be more open if you keep it
I just want to clock in, night and day
I'll stay I'll be more open if you keep it

You ain't gotta worry
(you scared, you scared)
Bout a damn thing
You ain't gotta worry
(you scared, you scared)
Bout a damn thing
You ain't gotta worry
(you scared, you scared)
Bout a damn thing
You ain't gotta worry
(you scared, you scared)
Bout a damn thing
You ain't gotta worry



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Writer(s): Stephen Allen Dale
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