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What the Stakes Is

 

What the Stakes Is

(album: Affable With Pointed Teeth - 2021)


I sip the ginger juice and watch it fall apart
I was twisting up in my room, learning darker arts
Uncharted nigga on the low tryna plot the mark
Whitey chilling on the moon, had to knock em off
At the tender age of five, felt like a boss
Old blood rusted up the blade, I shoulda wiped it off
Cut a couple ties, wasn't nothing lost
Fine dining at the crib, y'all be in the trough
I had to take a little break to figure it out
I'm tryna see a lotta cake in different amounts
Walking through the maze, I was riddled with doubt
Ran off on the old plug, get it bounce
Playing Jill Scott, need my life golden
Saw a nigga pill pop till the strife broke him
Getting to the root of self with the right focus
Why I had to live this way, fights mold us, nigga

What's the reason for the stakes that I'm under, the money
What's the reason that the Jakes come in numbers, the drugs
What's the reason for the eighth in the cupboard, it's stress
Tell me why I wanna spray who above us, it's my life
What's the reason for the stakes that I'm under, the money
What's the reason that the Jakes come in numbers, the drugs
What's the reason for the eighth in the cupboard, it's stress
Tell me why I wanna spray who above us, it's my life

Moved onto the green, you stuck on the brown
Making loot off the steez while I'm puffing a pound
Nigga, searching for something profound
I ain't need to hear the verdict, they was fucking around
Growing at the crib, got a new love for the plants
I was fucking up, asking for another chance
All I seen off of art was a small advance
My niggas scheming in the dark for a smarter plan

My nigga what, dark for a smarter plan
All I seen off this art was a small advance
I was fucking up, asking for another chance
Growing at the crib, got a new love for the plants

What's the reason for the stakes that I'm under, the money
What's the reason that the Jakes come in numbers, the drugs
What's the reason for the eighth in the cupboard, it's stress
Tell me why I wanna spray who above us, my nigga, it's my life
What's the reason for the stakes that I'm under, the money
What's the reason that the Jakes come in numbers, the drugs
What's the reason for the eighth in the cupboard, it's stress
Tell me why I wanna spray who above us

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