Checkmate Jay Rock

[Verse 1]
They say a nigga can't rhyme no more, about crime no more
About crack in my draws, and bucking that .44
Because I was with Tech on a 44 city tour
Came home for two weeks and then went back out for more
(look) ain't shit changed, same grimey ass lame
Same blood thirsty bitches seeking teeth through veins
Started off small time, penny pinching for jordans
Spinnin the wheels of life, trying to make me a fortune
Crack capsule, crack addicts black-matics
So tragic, Sunday service four caskets
Put black, red, or blue? which one are you?
Set them in a box with Glocks, which one will shot?
Its a war out here my nigga, lace up your boots
Put your emotions in check, put your feelings on mute
Because these bitches pussy will have you cum faster then speeding bullets
Now your nutty for that slutty busting heads over pudding (don't do it)

[Hook]
I'm just trying kick game to you
I been there and done it, I know just what this game do ya
Pushing up daises or 21 on the wake up
So keep your mind on your money and get your cake up
Pistol on my side, eyes on the prize
Life is like chess one move at a time (survive my niggas)
One move at a time (slow it down my niggas)
One move at a time (no lie one move)