Red Button Freestyle

I'm in a different mode, back and forth out corporate meetings got me switchin' codes Im at a stage, at an age ain't no switchin' lows Things change, what remains is them Gibson Bros Tried to explain, got the game in a pigeon hole. Still remember switchin' lanes in a whip with Moe Still remember missin' games, tryna flip a O. Only route to ease the pain was a liquor store I understand the irony and the disbelief. Understand they eyeing me when I hit the streets Understand the lying , they never miss a beat. Upper hand , they tying me, but submissions weak A couple grand, they tryin', it's just the missions bleak. Couple mans denyin' and want admit defeat Couple fans is riding buying that ish you speak. Comprehend my silence, don't think the ish is sweet So shuffle hands or whatever you need. I could've played the background, but it's better to lead I had to learn my success tastes better than greed. I used to keep it on my chest and just let them believe That same light I used to grow, I used to better my seeds. I've seen realest cat rats for some cheddar and cheese I witnessed fumble packs, I just let em proceed. So for loyalty and respect, dawg, forever I'll bleed I'll never concede, they had me in a scope, tryna cut the deal. Takin' jabs, pullin' jokes, tryna rush the kill I'm in the lab, pullin' quotes, tryna hush the feel. Pen and pads, shootin' notes, tryna touch a mill I've realized with these words that I'm truly blessed. Still I gotta fight the urge off the proof he best Laughin' at the back and forth, regardin' who be next. Cause they videos is lookin' like a Tubi set Truly stressed, I can push and detonate buttons. Throwin' shots, I'm on tops like a lace frontin' Couple calls and it's pause to the fake stuntin'. Big dogs, we in yards, we gon' stay stumpin' Off guards with these bars like I'm fake puntin'. Airborne in rare form like Blake dunking Face plungin' in the game full of soldier sharks. Try to give them lanes and hope they control the charts Got a list of names, I'm hopin' patrol the art. Couldn't shift the blame and lie to console my heart But that's a risky game. The fame, I know the cost. Politics and pain, my claim is sober thoughts Comin' soon