Chess, Not Checkers

Chess, Not Checkers Lyrics

Ft. Hardo
(Hook x2)
When you play the game, always play to be better
Tryna make a name, we do this in any weather
Some of them is fake, the rest of them all reckless
From a pawn to a king, this is chess, not checkers
(Verse)
We just out here tryna function, nigga
Don't really f**k with niggas
I might wave and say hi, if you f**kin' with us
They wanna fork up off the plate like they lunchin' with us
Three words come to mind for that type: f**k them niggas
I'm just out here for that bankroll
Been the same since I been a day old
These niggas moldin' the same flow
After mine, they styles is Play-Do
You see I been consistently ripping beats
See my name grow, now these b**ches f**kin' the squad out here like Bang Bros
Focused on mine, see I witness that cake grow
Opportunities rise, well, we take those
Check-mate! Good game tho
Maybe you'll learn a thing or two
And listen for a change when I say to you that
(Hook x2)
When you play the game, always play to be better
Tryna make a name, we do this in any weather
Some of them is fake, the rest of them all reckless
From a pawn to a king, this is chess, not checkers
(Verse 2)
Trap, a nigga focused at times, I'm like f**k it
What's the point to make a change if you die over nothin'?
They say that Satan draped the diamonds, my Jesus just flooded
I guess I got it f**ked up in the eye of the public
Money crazy, on fam pickin' sides by the budget
Neva thought to see the day I collide with a cousin
When I first got off the porch, man, I thought that I loved it
I was hotter than a torch and that Glock I was huggin'
I was really hittin' licks, movin' bricks like construction
3 man had walked to see the plug, then I send it up to ?
I know ya see these b**ches come by the dime, by the dozen
I guess a nigga Roosevelt, nickle plate belt ?
(Hook x2)
When you play the game, always play to be better
Tryna make a name, we do this in any weather
Some of them is fake, the rest of them all reckless
From a pawn to a king, this is chess, not checkers
(Verse 3)
My team play hard like everyday is the playoffs
If you don't rhyme like the playoffs then you'll fade off
I been at this mic like every seconds, with no days off
Then niggas ain't workin' so chances are they get layed off
But that's life, it's funny how niggas think we receive hand-outs
Becuz a nigga came up then became a stand-out
And now people runnin' up, puttin' they hands out
They give you fake love and they claimin' I'm the man now
But where was you when I recorded in my room?
Not even a booth, now I traded in that dorm room for a city U
Them wishes turned into goals, the grind make em come true
Just a little advice, listen when I say to you
(Hook x2)
When you play the game, always play to be better
Tryna make a name, we do this in any weather
Some of them is fake, the rest of them all reckless
From a pawn to a king, this is chess, not checkers