Escacs

Hey
Putting in work (ah-ah-ah)
To get by (ah-ah-ah), oh-oh
You're a rat and your price ain't worth 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 broke 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, they ain't got no cash
You live like a freak, you ain't from the real class

Jumping around at night, I imagine (imagine)
When I look at the water
Hit on the waist, but I walk like I'm classy
With the bike spinning and turning

Pack like a cow, it won't fit in my pockets
They wanna know how I hit if I ain't got no shine
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 waves (ay-ay-ay)

You're a rat and your price ain't worth 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 fake
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'm not scared, I can't be frightened
And if God doesn't protect me, then I'll let you fall
Cursed or blessed, I can't declare
It's been years since I dreamed, I can't remember

If you knew what I did when I was 16
I don't rap, I just tell how I broke 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, they ain't got no cash
You live like I know, no, you ain't from the real class

(Jumping around at night, I imagine)
Free Sufian
(They wanna know how I hit if I ain't got no shine)
Free El Cata

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

(Jumping around at night, I imagine)
(They wanna know how I hit if I ain't got no shine)
Beny
(Hit on the waist, but I walk like I'm classy)
Beny
(Pack like a cow, it won't fit in my pockets)