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See time goes by but I swear that it's stalling

I've had it all but it all just feels the same

No lie I've been praying for the calling

Chips all in

Steal the game

Steal the game

Na na nah hold the phone

All those years I rode alone

Weight of the world on my shoulder bones

But it feels like no one's home

I been on the same shit

Going through these changes

But I haven't seen a change up on my credit statements

Everyone walked all over me all over me

And I let em

Let the wrong people get close to me

But I learned my lesson

And they left me here with these broken dreams with these broken dreams

So I swept 'em

And this dustpan in one hand while the other one's grabbing a weapon

Through the depression self reflection poor training and misdirection

From coaches I put my trust in but f**k 'em I'll never sweat 'em

I promise I'll never let you

Pass the position I currently live in

I'm lapping you in my sweat suit

Hand the baton right over the line

I'm leaving this b***h with a medal with a medal

I want gold silver yeah all of that

In that backroom with that black mask I'll take that

Yeah asap

Don't make a move don't say shit

Just lay flat cooperate this'll only take a minute only take a minute

That's just the cost of winning ha ha

See time goes by but I swear that it's stalling

I've had it all but it all just feels the same

No lie I've been praying for the calling

Chips all in

Steal the game

Steal the game

Been feeling stalled out

Hit home runs and I fouled out

Been broke as hell and I balled out true

Conditioned to run that long route

Got the stamina and endurance yeah

To handle any occurrence

From the show times to the low times

My skill set's my insurance oooh

I won't back down and I won't run nah

Unless we talkin' bout the track

Even Yoda said I'm that rouge one when the empire strikes back

I'mma just snap I'mma just snap

This is the warm up

Put the team on my back

Technique and my form up

Believe when I warn ya

Fillin' up my bag I

Came to empty your stash spot

Put the key in that padlock

You got five minutes and that clock's tickin'

Don't be a hero don't fidget or move

I'm not really in the mood

Cause I came here to take everything

And that's exactly what I'm gon' do

No f**ks given no competition nah

No I won't lose

Can't f**k with him my intuition is

From a third eye view ye yeah

Don't feel the same my feelings changed

My adversaries gon' feel the pain

When they tune in and they hear my name

On that broadcast when I steal the game bang

See time goes by but I swear that it's stalling

I've had it all but it all just feels the same

No lie I've been praying for the calling

Chips all in

Steal the game

Steal the game

Steal the game

The Stickup oleh Chris Webby/Skrizzly Adams - Lirik dan Liputan