Chessmaster lyrics

by

Chester Watson


[Verse 1: Chester Watson]
Yeah, lately there a lot of things going on in my life
That keep my head from meeting the pillow on lonely nights
Only tempted to slit my wrists if I'm near a golden knife
And I got so high that I forgot my fear of open nights
Now I'm on a cliff, barrel full of beer, couple sprites, cup of OJ
Got these chicks kissing like they was nice, doubt it
Now we're buying the city, I'd rather buy a mountain
Buy some TNT, blow that sh*t up and build a cave
I'm in tune with my youth like I found the fountain
And I barely tie my shoes so f*ck what you say
And my whole damn crew some type of monsters
Whenever we together, Japanese parade
Jun-Ji and Moon-Ji got me like I copped the sponsor
Told my girl I really talk to groupies at the concerts
Told them they can go show they boobies to my entourage
And their energy is getting to me make my mind up

[Hook: Chester Watson]
Every time I go on stage I got to turn the lights down
Sometimes I cop anxiety please turn the lights down
I said that every time I go on stage I got to turn the lights down
Sometimes I cop anxiety please turn the lights down

[Verse 2: Kent Loon]
I can show you how to make a couple with just one
3-0-5 I'm chilling high up 8th floor like a don
I can never trust you like I never trust your drugs
She like how I taste, and I like how she work her tongue
Roll it up, stack it up, all these blues, I'm in love
Pull it up, switching lanes, high as f*ck boy I might go buy a plane
Took you to the water but I can not make you drink it
I got money murder music that gon' pay me off a 'Cedes
Every time I be inside her she hit notes like she a singer
I can never be a groupie give a f*ck about the fame
I remember all the times you told me I would never be sh*t
I was ridin', busin' plays and if you need it I got eight
pus*y boy filled with hate, blowing smoke all in they face
f*ck around going super Sayian I might get married at the bank
Young boss getting what he earned, if you kill me my reapers purgin'
Thirty-five b*tches on my line bout to cut my phone service
I done come up off of none, looked back and I lost it all
f*ck it up, f*ck a double up, triple up, and just go dumb
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