Checkmate Lyrics – Cordae
Singer: Cordae
Title: Checkmate
Yeah (Turn me up)
Yeah
(Hit Boy)
Ayy, check it
Okay, I feel unstoppable, odds are not probable
Go against the team, that sh#t is not logical
Living out my dream, these islands I’m on tropical
You ain’t made it til all the top models is top of you
You ain’t made it til you got stylists go out and shop for you
TMZ pull up, spit on the camera like Pac would do
Hope you n#gg#s caught the right angle, hypotenuse
I’m [?] y’all with the prostitutes
Boy, stop, I’m just living out my real truth
Hundreds real blue, strips on ’em still new
f#cked up, [?] I’m drippin’ like mildew
They say he ain’t do visit the hood, n#gg#, I still do
A real n#gg#, only difference my bills bigger
I’m still with you, I just got rich a little quicker
The same man, God handed me his game plan
I ain’t perfect, far from it, what can I say, man?
I feel unstoppable, odds are not probable
Go against the team, that sh#t is not logical
Living out my dream, these islands I’m on tropical
You ain’t made it til all the top models is top of you
It felt like yesterday I was just driving my grandma’s Chevrolet
From South Carolina to Maryland, I take the jet today
I’m still on the come up, I’m still building my resume
I still got a lot to prove but still I’m heavy weight
I still gotta watch my moves, they try to defamate my character
But I won’t let ’em, it’s always checkmate
I’m still screaming “f#ck the world,” hope eh impregnates
Mother Nature’s my main b#tch, we’ll drop a sex tape
I go ballistic and I’m so terrific
Accounts is [?], I don’t need no permission
But I’m so indebted to this game that I love
And most of all to the man above, now check me out
I was just at Friday’s, was serving the greens
Then got off to sell weed, I was serving the fiends
Now I ain’t never been a gangsta but I know a few things
And seen n#gg#s get locked up to murder their dreams
I done spoke too much, close curtain the scene
I am not a human being, I’m a full machine
I ain’t holier than thou, I don’t judge, I sing
I’m just a n#gg# on the come up tryna reign supreme, m#th*rf#ck*r
Yeah, Hit Boy, we got another one, n#gg#
Y’all n#gg#s ain’t ready for this, man
I’m still grinding, I’m still hungry, hungrier than ever
I feel unstoppable, odds are not probable
Go against the team, that sh#t is not logical
Living out my dream, these islands I’m on tropical
You ain’t made it til all the top models is top of you
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