Intro:
[Mr. Rogers Neighborhood Interlude]


Verse 1:
Now you can't throw ya dice on my chessboard boi
And you can't throw ya dice on my chessboard bitch
Fuk w/dat influence, yea he make noise
Pay attention to the game that he spit
You can tell ya cousin (doop, doop) that
If you want to, Cuz you know he will do that
He's blind, but you can tell his mind where all the lute at
Don't ever ask me, "How you know hef", Cuz I do that
(Move back)
So much bullshit goin on between we
But we can give a fuck cuz we still gone eat
So much bullshit goin on between we
But we can give a fuck cuz we still gone eat
I put my niggas on, my niggas put my niggas on
Yea we still blowin dope, leavin no room for ya demons
Plus we givin no hope, no slack/ no rope
Just Nuts swingin
(Practice what I'm preechin)
Did you ever grow anything in the garden of your mind?
Narcissism hard like the tide, march with ya heart to the sky
Keep ya head up, them niggas neva told me that
But I can give 2 fucks, all that hate can't hold me back
See they could talk down if they want, but thats no me black
Tell em I be on my shit & get off me Dick
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