Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The world is yours
But you're so unsure
A young Padawan that's been on course
The way that I win by force
It's probably best you and I don't talk
'Cause if I speak, you'll speak in morse
This ain't like before when you peaked, then lowered your tone to the floor
[Verse 2]
Yo, okay, what's good?
We're the ones, who's shook?
Move like Neo, from pawn to Rook
With chess, you can all get took
A bunch of clones who's throwing looks
And serving face
A million photos posted a day, yet somehow they all look the same
[Verse 3]
I guess it's true what they all say
Keep your enemies closer
These man are looking to end it all
And, trust, they're not looking for closure
From South, with some you're done with a click of a tongue
Like they're speaking in Xhosa
Not born but raised in the land, JA
For some that's a different culture, yeah
If I said that I've got you, then you better relax
YourStepDad might have said it first
But I'll be the one who's taking it back
Some man chase, while some will pay for the bag
They love making a scene by making it seem
Like perhaps it's me and not them
But, fam, I know how to act
[Verse 4]
May I ask how long have you been this way?
How long will you sit in place?
Place blame on the system
For the same lack of assistance you give your mates
It's neither give or take
It's energy we exchange
Including self
Gotta include yourself
[Verse 5]
Don't need my help?
Okay, cool
Suit yourself
Don't believe in ties
Ls and wins
Cuff links that improve themselves
Follow man 'cause their tale's been tailored
They won't show their failure
Make a move with chess for a cheque
'Cause like Kendrick said, they are not your saviour
[Verse 6]
The world is yours
But you're so unsure
A young Padawan that's been on course
The way that I win by force
It's probably best you and I don't talk
'Cause if I speak, you'll speak in morse
This ain't like before when you peaked, then lowered your tone to the floor
[Verse 7]
Yo, okay, what's good?
We're the ones, who's shook?
Move like Neo, from pawn to Rook
With chess, you can all get took
A bunch of clones who's throwing looks
And serving face
A million photos posted a day, yet somehow they all look the same
Written by: Brandon Nembhard, Jack Perry
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