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Chess (feat. GMZ & ProdByPepe)

by Grenayd

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Yo, I got Bars, lyrics all up in my memory Ass kissers, really they're a frenemy They can talk about me while I'm tryna get this P 64 fucking lines, that's my remedy Why you belling me, Whilst I'm on this melody When I'm recording Flight mode is necessary Accessories in the studio That can let me speak Energy, with this pen I keep We got hella beats Lay them vocals down like they're meant to be Told her bring the pack, I'll bring the pack We'll have a session each Bullets in them bars Like a smith and wesson weaponry Diamond in the cut He really started making less of these Pepe wake up, I ain't tryna wait up This ain't Greggs, but you know I'm tryna bake up No rotation, I bun it to my face Bill it up and hit your mate Had to skate Cause I had to get the paper I'm a artist, tell you how it started If I saw my first bars ever I'd be laughing To where I am, that's a stretch like I'm Dhalsim Lasting let the sun set Like I'm fasting Gasping for breath for the next line I put my heart in, connect with correct time They neglect I, why when I get mine It's cause my dreams manifest and entwine Everybody on deck, start to move it correct My dreams manifest, they can't keep with the steps I could stop where I'm at leaps up ahead Wake up everyday, I stay down and play chess I sit down and play chess Yeah, yeah, I sit down and play chess I sit down and play chess Yeah, yeah, yeah Ain't and I no fit spoil my intro Morning till the evening making bread like bimbo Give you a handful like cinco Bitches want my plug, they just want man to synchro Me I just dey roll my tin go Slicing through my pack like I am MMA Kimbo Fuck all of the judgement I smoke foreign like a gringo Whether you dey like am na ya bizz oo Let me in though Bunning out the window Don't speak my lingo Man it's not a thing though Soon see me in a foreign that's a gringo I rap good, and I ain't got no cling bro Was holding back my bars before I let the ting go To the top I hit the spot like it's bingo See these peasants that you treasured like a king though You voted out, then you doubt What you bring home Got the urge to emerge and Turn words to a sword Wanna tour and record Never sought what you taught Got the right to ignore But I'll fight if it's war You took the shot But your timing is poor Does it really matter if I'm in Dior If I buy what's in store Will I climb any more? I just write till I'm bored Of the sight that I saw For the cause and of course I'ma ride and I'm raw Everybody on deck, start to move it correct My dreams manifest They can't keep with the steps I could stop where am at leaps up ahead Wake up everyday I stay down and play chess I sit down and play chess Yeah, yeah I sit down and play chess I sit down and play chess Yeah, yeah, yeah

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