Escacs

Hey
Putting in work (ah-ah-ah)
To get by (ah-ah-ah), oh-oh
You're a rat and your worth ain't shit (no)
You and I will never be the same
I take all this instrumental as a joke
If I were you, I wouldn't compare myself

If you knew what I did when I was 16
I don't rap, I just tell how I break the law
If you lived what I lived, this ain't a king's life
You'd wish you could sound like when B J does it

That's why they never play it, healing the crowd
Crying for a kiss, never leaves the house
One week in, ain't got no cash left
You live like I know, no, you ain't from the hood

Bouncing around at night, I imagine (imagine)
When I look through the water
Hit in the waist, but I walk with style
On the bike, turning and spinning

Pack it like a cow, it won't fit in my pockets
They wanna know how I hit if I ain't shining
Checked the contract, I don't trust it
So I don't end up losing mine

I love making money, I love it
And I don't say hi, I ain't gonna play nice
Keeping watch while a track plays in the background
Repeating on the walkie that they're coming with the heat (ay-ay-ay)

You're a rat and your worth ain't shit
No, you and I will never be the same
I take all this instrumental as a joke
If I were you, I wouldn't compare myself

War is war and we ain't here to talk
And you sell it like you're street, but you look like a cop
And I don't call third parties 'cause I wanna kill you
And if I catch you with my dog, your skin's gonna burn (oh, shit)

I ain't scared, I can't be frightened
And if God ain't protecting me, then I let you fall
Cursed or blessed, I can't declare
Haven't dreamed in years, can't remember anymore

If you knew what I did when I was 16
I don't rap, I just tell how I break the law
If you lived what I lived, this ain't a king's life
You'd wish you could sound like when B J does it

That's why they never play it, healing the crowd
Crying for a kiss, never leaves the house
One week in, ain't got no cash left
You live like I know, no, you ain't from the hood

(Bouncing around at night, I imagine)
Free Sufian
(They wanna know how I hit if I ain't shining)
Free El Cata

(Hit in the waist, but I walk with style)
Free Sufian
(Pack it like a cow, it won't fit in my pockets)
Free El Cata

(Bouncing around at night, I imagine)
(They wanna know how I hit if I ain't shining)
Beny
(Hit in the waist, but I walk with style)
Beny
(Pack it like a cow, it won't fit in my pockets)