Mind Games

[Intro: Soundz] You know we going in [Hook: Soundz] I can't tell sometime with these bitches Do they want me or do they want my riches? This lifestyle that I got is so expensive I remember when I didn't have a pot to piss in Or there go you over there, with your hands out Now when you see me in the room, I stand out I'm the man now, I'm the man now (x3) [Verse 1: King Los] Let's have a conversation with the competition I’m finna rip your constituents in your composition Your confidence and your compliments was all a compilation It gets intimate as I implement all the complications That ain't your jump shot That's a fixed rim Thought it was peaches and cream That shit a bit slim I pen puns like Pun's pen Beat you niggas at everything And still ain't got one win Okay, six rings bells to me Sick things Jordan had six rings This some 3-6 mafia sixteens Had 99 problems I had to flip on you bitches But when they upside down I’m number 6 from the 6ers, that’s Doctor Jay the only one that deserve my accolade Kicked a freestyle but I ain't ever did a track with 'Ye It ain't no secret It's the shit that every rapper say The shit a nigga rap is the shit these rappers would rather say I'm wreaking havoc But we can have it Meet me in traffic I'm way up like I sleep in the attic But I'm never sleep Get the sleep of a addict Boy, while you sleeping, I'm at it I feast on the weak and dramatic Look how deeply I crafted these verses Niggas cop my shit just to keep it in plastic Peep it, I'm classic We could let the wiz khali It's always the ones that's so honest that got some shit to hide I say this in cadence on haters go find a dick to ride I waited with patience to make it And now I'm dignified I'm lately debated as greatest I'll let your bitch decide You a bush, nigga Who been the worst leader? We got something in common I ain't write this verse either [Hook]