Checkmate 2 - Neef Buck

You don’t even live the life of crime

Talking bout who dropped a dime

Enough hoes on my dick nigga, get up off of mine

Go get a job, go find a hobby wit your spare time

My umi don’t want from nothin, I guess im doin fine

We don’t have the same beliefs, I love to read Hadith’s

Praying 5 times a day, that they stay up out my way

I’m like Malcolm in the window wit the AK

Promote wit your love and never bash wit the hate

The definition of fake, the definition of fake

I don’t want it around me and fuck Montgomery County

Couple dudes I been there for kinda broke my heart

Even your shadow leave your presence once you’re in the dark

Missing the target but they steady throwing darts

Tryna trick me out of my position, I’m too smart

And, you can’t scream «free him», if you don’t go up and see him

I take the trips and send the pics, 250 at a time

And, I never send em women that I didn’t bomb

Homie snapshot, carry rumors bout me

Sharing dreams wit dudes, where would they be without me?

I guess my past preparing me for the future

I know you heard the saying «fore I met you, I never knew ya»

And, the lack of having money is the root of all evil

It’s sad when the betrayal come from your own people

Fuck, nigga’s draw’n, fuck is niggas on?

Talkin' shit about me wit my hand-me-downs on

They’ve been envied, wanted my spot, I ain’t surprised

Just cuz he by your side, don’t mean he’s on your side

You know the friend of everybody be the first to die?

How a nigga beneath you going to make you pick a side?

When real friends supposed to have the same enemies

But niggas jealous and bitter wit women tendencies

Plus, my name like gold in the penetentaries

You been home but you ain’t reach back yet

A letter, some flicks, not even a check

My actions and my good deeds is what they respect

Never made a statement, never took the stand

But, if that once was your man, you’re supposed to holla at fam

But you internet niggas, take it right to the gram

Cuz you get more attention when my name get mentioned

And when friends turn to foes, they’ve been hatin for sure

Plus the next time you reading fictions, pick a better story

A D-Boy gives up a best buy employee?

Niggas gave me up, I copped out, was innocent

But you spreading these rumors, what do you benefit?

It’s kingpins and killers for snitches doing life

You’re playing wit the street code, tryna get likes

Throwing shade while I’m shining, I’m just living more life

On a beach in Puerto Rico, sippin', tryna get a tan

Gettin' calls from my mans, you goin' ham on the gram

This what it come to for real tho?

Real niggas gotta entertain weirdos?

Well shit, here it go…