Chess Match ft. Kaly Jay Lyrics

I've really been going through it

I haven't been making music

No writing or beat producing

These women they keep seducing

My shit is packed up in storage

I need a new spot to record in

Remember we met in Dolores park

Rapping with Hi-Lo and Morris

I need to move back to the Bay

Back in L.A. I was so broken and scared for my life

I was counting the days

Thought it was over and nobody cared that I dropped out of the race

Music was nothing the fatal consumption of substances

Valuable customers copping an ounce

I don't do nothing for clout

I just be copping these pounds

Fatal attraction

The worst case of writers block

Broke no job

I lost friends

All my wires crossed

Rappers, politicians all the same i just supply the shock

Check

Your move

Just don't give me all that choir talk

You know I know how you feel

I'm holding down fam, I been keeping up with bills

I been holding shit inside, I think it's time to break the seal

And I say my life a movie cuz this shit can get real

Children lookin up to me for guidance, I can never chill

What's the value of a man if he ain't generating wealth?

Calculate the time I spend building up myself

Instead of people who could give a fuck about my mental health

Holding trauma from the shit I seen that I could never tell

That's why I rap and supply tunes

If anybody understands, man you know I do

A rook and a knight cuz I'm rocking beside you

Handing L's to these pawns nigga just like a knight move

Aight fool

I feel you

This feels like the real you

The Kaly that I knew before them Rent Check previews

Yeah we knew

We'd make it out the hood

Write this music bout the bad but make it for the good

So misunderstood

This Filipino phantom with Fillmore royalty

Bishop take your knight they should have made some more of me

1 Rocky's 2 Rocky's 3 Rocky's 4

My soul is still at war

My life is like a novel Rocky Jesus no apostles only brothers sisters lovers demons chase me with a bottle

But I burn them with a backwood and a book a rhymes my bible

I just want you and your family to be high on life no idols

Celebrities my enemies until I get that fame

For now it's my own consciousness that's rotting up my brain

And these drugs are so fire and rappers so lame

Some women are all ass all titties no face

Some men are all trash

Some teachers are underpaid

The police should be defunded

And Rocky should act his age

Blood shot eyes

I'm so high

I ain't lie

Last year

I ain't wanna be alive

Are we singing the same song?

As the pain grows

Are we living or surviving how the game goes?

Wanna knock me off my square

We properly prepare

And the moves we got in store are more than they know!

Yeah we coming for the Kingdom

Songs of freedom in my heart so Ima sing one

Keep making your moves, yeah

And everything's all good

Yeah we coming for the Kingdom

Songs of freedom in my heart so Ima sing one

Keep making your moves, yeah

And everything's all good