Game of Life
It's Denver to NY like Carmelo 2011
Hoodie tied. Game on the line, just counting the seconds 'til the
Buzzer scream, and split the profit like a double team
Nobody's touching me. I'm going in. Caution like a tumbleweed
How I been living. Decisions is all impulsive
Momentum switches. Shot falls when my guards down
It's all physics. Raw stitches how I'm in the cut
Pen juggling. Life's a game and
Every possession is next bucket wins
Corner three all net
My squad call next, dawggie, get the ball checkеd
Handle still saucy, cross will drop you on a false step
Got a lеg up on you like I'm trynna get my quad stretched
Jaw flexed. You'll get pressed full court
Last caught him trash talking on the backs of closed doors
It's mad options. Know the money come and go like cold sores
And then it comes back again like the Sox in '04

No snakes unless a couple vertical lines or apostrophe split it
The cost impossible, had to cop with a lottery ticket
The cash still talk to me. Hop on the scene properly fitted:
Black pocket tee, aquamarine Saucony's with it
Laces loose as spare change, propped on a chair frame
Surrounded by familiar faces and paper airplanes
That's crashing into drywall. Imagination trapped
So I capture the scraps I can, hold em captive inside my eyeball
I'm too dramatic man
Better than static. You should've shot when you had the chance
Cuz now your ammunition stuck inside a jammed cartridge
While I finesse the target like a sleight of hand card trick
It's too easy. Just keep your nose in your own business
Real consequences. Life's a game it ain't no scrimmage
Record top-heavy, gaining weight until I won enough
I don't settle the score; I run it up