Checkers – 24kGoldn and Bandmanrill Lyrics

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Yeah, uh (that boy Jaasu, he a fool)
You playin’ checkers and I’m playin’ chess, baby, we are not one and the same
I’m covered in diamonds, I’m covered in diamonds

You playin’ checkers and I’m playin’ chess, baby, we are not one and the same
I’m covered in diamonds, I’m feelin’ the pressure to cover up all the pain
You can drive in a Rover or drive in a Range, just don’t drive me so fuckin’ insane
‘Cause I’m feelin’ stressed, but I know that I’m blessed, baby, this shit is hard to explain

Ayy, check this, put ten million on my checklist (checklist)
My next lick, pray to God gon’ be my best lick (best lick)
My ex bitch fucked it all up for my next bitch (next bitch)
You know how far people will go when they get desperate

So, I’m savin’ up my goddamn money (racks)
Reckless, but move carefully
Fuck you, you wasn’t there for me
Real niggas, no squares with me (ooh)

Master P, it got no limit
Want somethin’, I go get it
Pass her, let the bros hit it (ayy, ayy)
Dream chasin’ ain’t complex, no

You playin’ checkers and I’m playin’ chess, baby, we are not one and the same
I’m covered in diamonds, I’m feelin’ the pressure to cover up all the pain
You can drive in a Rover or drive in a Range, just don’t drive me so fuckin’ insane
‘Cause I’m feelin’ stressed, but I know that I’m blessed, baby, this shit is hard to explain

You playin’ checkers and I’m playin’ chess, baby, we are not one and the same
I’m covered in diamonds, I’m feelin’ the pressure to cover up all the pain
You can drive in a Rover or drive in a Range, just don’t drive me so fuckin’ insane
‘Cause I’m feelin’ stressed, but I know that I’m blessed, baby, this shit is hard to explain (ayy)

I’m ridin’ in the ‘Vette, he ridin’ in a hoopty, boy, we is not one and the same (no, no)
And that bitch, yeah, she bad but she only wanna fuck me for the money and fame (I know)
If your niggas ain’t bagged or if you did not lose a homie, do not talk about pain (on bro)
In that storm, it get real, I kept my hoodie on, stood tall in the rain, oh

You ain’t my homie, no, I’m not tryna kick it
Bitch, I’m the one in my hood, I’m the ticket (yeah, yeah)
I signed a deal, this shit hit like a picket
I’m tryna fuck, I want Jada, no Pinkett, on bro

Bitch, I could rap and I’m with it
Got that nigga Goldn, we in this bitch spittin’
Play with my niggas, on bro, then they spinnin’
Play with my niggas, on bro, we spinnin’

California (California), yeah, that’s the place that I call home
Arizona (‘Zona), I got some family down the road
Minnesota (‘Sota), I leave my heart wherever it’s cold
‘Cross the border (border), around the corner

You playin’ checkers and I’m playin’ chess, baby, we are not one and the same
I’m covered in diamonds, I’m feelin’ the pressure to cover up all the pain
You can drive in a Rover or drive in a Range, just don’t drive me so fuckin’ insane
‘Cause I’m feelin’ stressed, but I know that I’m blessed, baby, this shit is hard to explain

You playin’ checkers and I’m playin’ chess, baby, we are not one and the same
I’m covered in diamonds, I’m feelin’ the pressure to cover up all the pain
You can drive in a Rover or drive in a Range, just don’t drive me so fuckin’ insane
‘Cause I’m feelin’ stressed, but I know that I’m blessed, baby, this shit is hard to explain

California, yeah, that’s the place that I call home
Arizona, I got some family down the road
Minnesota, I leave my heart wherever it’s cold
‘Cross the border, around the corner

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