Not in Cards (feat. Thelonious Martin)

Been too long Fighting losing sight of the point of it all Still doing time if you ordered me wrong Reread the procedure Follow along By the books by the numbers Kill you dead whether a fighter or a lover or a fighter for the lovers Often wonder why it's still so many of us Wise teachings to a new breed I'm bare bodied in the downpour Every signal I give her encrypted She want me to speak out more Out the question Off the table Flipped over Sore loser Full speed with this greed All in had to lose her More nosey than a luger Barrel straight as the face She made me this way and gave me raps to compensate like a muzzle brake This double life I still trust my mans with That high card a royal flush in the hands of gambit How I'm moving All kinetics Blood flowing through me An anesthetic I'm invested in me The only stock I know that won't fall If it goes as planned Cash switches hands Off the grid Undocumented Nobody aware of how you get it Seek fame in the filthiest of exchanges Coins captured in a rope bound knit sack Lurk until the roles reverse and I'm a cutpurse Must've been the draft Hone my craft For you to get tackled by a lackey Just needed something to attach me Play the faces in order And the ending might be happy Outcome dreaded guess the coin was double headed Who am I to bet against it Just another day Who are you to try to defend it All absorbed I draw my sword so you can sheathe yours Know the lore Situation dire you might have to get behind me I need the push One in hand Two in the bush Many spaces I raid And pepper with ace of spades Under law the draw unlucky But I never let the gold card touch me What's the odds of it Hard to function every gun pointed at you on the flip-side Live life how it is Everything is rigged Gigs just a cover for the bounty hunters Not too keen of a record Too clean to amount to something