Chess - Connor Price
Lyrics by：Connor Price
Composed by：Connor Price
Woah ah ah
Mm hmm yeah alright let's do it mm
Dad said don't hold back go get that
Don't hesitate
Mom said just step back and slow it down
Go meditate told myself stay humble
Don't say it all wit' your chest out
But my girl keeps on tellin' me
That I'm the best out mm
Lot of plates I keep spinnin'
Can't stop lot at stake
Stakes rise I keep winnin'
Blindfolded find a way
Wave high and just keep grinnin'
No time for the minor things
Do a lot of things when you write the bio
Please don't forget you better hyphenate that
Look pure talent no Payola
Take over like Jay Hova
Hit the Nas that's race over
Brakes broken I ain't slowin'
Outshinin' no chain showin'
Four of Clubs I ain't foldin'
Beatin' me you got a better chance
Of gettin' Drake listenin' to Daytona
Toosie slide in the D Ms
We started off on the right foot
What a time to be alive
Been seein' my future my life good
Couldn't duplicate what I'm doin'
Even if you took my rhyme book
My mind took me all the way
Straight line movin' like my rook
I'm playin' chess and I do
Not check on my mates
'Cause I don't have time for no friends
I know it's bad
But all my priorities shifted
When I saw what I had on hand
I got a window that's not
Gon' be open forever
So I gotta take what I can
I cannot be shakin' hands
I guess we'll see who's around at the end
People say I lack empathy
But I don't care how they feel
Don't hit me up on some
Let's work fam I'm tryna build
Courteney Cox in the video
Everybody thought that I signed a deal
Did that with no manager
Let alone a label I'm behind the wheel
I got one hand up on the steerin' wheel
Other hand up on the rear view
'Cause on one hand I need tunnel vision
Other hand I need a clear view
Of my peer group when I pass 'em up
Don't go try testin' me Ws I stack 'em up
Like the logo for the wrestling wait
Mm I can make a whole album
Without ever leavin' my bedroom
Microphone wit' an interface
And a MacBook I let loose
Never let nobody hold me up
I do the hard work
If the artist wanna take too long
I know photoshop I'll do the artwork
Big up myself yeah
Shoutout to Russ I did it myself
Heaven on Earth givin' 'em hell
Keepin' it light tippin' the scale
Been makin' noise like ringin' the bell
They know the time I'm ringin' the bell
Name gettin' 'round it's ringin' a bell
I'm endin' the round I'm ringin' the
Boilin' hot hundred degrees
Just keep it movin' it's nothin' to see
Rollin' the dice told 'em the price
They waited a week so I doubled the fee
Close to my goal like a puck in the crease
Ownership baby no nothin' is leased
Talk all you want it means nothin' to me
They throwin' me shade I'm
Lovin' the breeze ooh
You on the way out I'm on the way in
I'm at the fight you at the weigh-in
All of my family really gon' make it
That's word to the Wayans
Mission complete I don't fold 'til I get it
Patient with time and I know when I'm ready
Still got a way to go hold the confetti
You know what they say about
Slow and the steady but
Dad said don't hold back go get that
Don't hesitate
Mom said just step back and slow it down
Go meditate told myself stay humble
Don't say it all wit' your chest out
But my girl keeps on tellin' me
That I'm the best out
