Ghost in a shell MIKE (Ft. Medhane)

[Verse 1: Medhane]
And I got my head straight
Dropped off the dead weight
See the pawns in this chess game, declare I'm the king
It's clear I'm the king
It's obvious I got a lotta dreams for the team
Been a fiend for this cream, for I fiend for this weed
Tell 'em keep this beat if you can't keep up
Always on my feet so these niggas can't compete
Niggas accept defeat, hide up under their sheets
I'll accept the fees for how I'm doin' these beats
It's the movement of street
See the traffic increase, but I strung all my way through
Fucked up when I phase through
In an hour, what that eighth do?
(?), but I be feelin' like I lost it
Like I lost it, in a dumpster where my mind wandered
I fucked up my karma and now it ain't no breaks
Closer to the W with every L I face
So I'm burnin' and learnin'
Rap shit like a garden full of serpents
I'm callin' closed curtains, tell 'em times up
And tell these niggas get they lines up
Couldn't spot you in a line-up with six other niggas
High as antenna
Tryna get chips, I'mma sip on the liquor
Pick up the liquor, gonna show that he iller