deceiver/losing game Lyrics

Fly to this shit

I'm really in it when I pilot this

Might try to Toge

How we moving within silences

Point eyes at me

I'm never threatened what the climate is

It's out of nature

Tell me who you seek asylum in

Rotate the 'digm and some

Notate my time is up

No taint or grime, it's done

Prorate the nine and stun

Pack up my shit, I might just leave

Or take the top, it's up my sleeve

It's what you want but end of day

It all goes down, what you believe?

What you believe?

Yuh, What you believe?

(What you believe?)

Yuh, I deceive

Yuh

This sleight of hand will do it

I have to hand it to em'

They knife the land in two and

I might just land into it

I can't just move with no caution

Can't use reason, no option

Put my life on the auction

That's what we all have in common, yuh

I do this dance and shit

The Devil prance, a myth

I hide behind what I see fit

Serve my life, my time is split

This not no gang, it's war with smiths

(Yea give it time, I might just quit)

Yea I might just quit

He died but bullets rip

I tried to catch my grip

Yea you lie so you don't R.I.P.

Can't go home when crimson drip

Can't go home, they know my place

Sell my soul, I might be safe

Would you believe what's in your face?

(To your face)

(Would you believe it to your face?)

Fly to this shit

I'm really in it when I pilot this

Might try to Toge

How we moving within silences

Point eyes at me

I'm never threatened what the climate is

It's out of nature

Tell me who you seek asylum in

Rotate the 'digm and some

Notate my time is up, (Yea)

No taint or grime, it's done, (Yea)

Prorate the nine and stun

Pack up my shit, I might just leave

Or take the top, it's up my sleeve

It's what you want but end of day

It all goes down, what you believe?

(Would you believe me?, would you believe me?)

What you believe?

(Would you believe me?, would you believe me?)

Yuh, What you believe?

(You deceive me, you deceive me)

(Yea, you deceive)

Yuh, I deceive

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

I'm on my time to be honest

I cannot rush up the process

Money on miles or the progress?

It's funny to smile as an artist

But I know the risk

Wrap up the edge of my fist

The moments I'll miss

I notice I escape from bliss

Priority stands, I don't check off a list

This all for my car kids

It doesn't matter

(Matter)

Fuck all that chattering shit

I'm too focused tryna stack up these chips

Hands on her waist up and down with her hips

Stepping in front of the stars, an eclipse

Ignore the meaning, you want me equipped

I rip the script, only favors whose in

It's too dangerous

You still ain't with us

Ain't tryna lose

(Ain't tryna lose)

So I gotta chose

(I gotta chose)

Ain't tryna lose

(Lose, lose)

So I gotta chose

(Chose, chose, lose, lose)

(Yea, chose, chose, yea, yea)