Intro

I'm so motherfucking gone

So deep in the game, you'd think I'm fuckin wrong

Have you sayin Oh God, like Big Sean

I'm the king of the board, you is just a pawn

Yep, I'm the king of the board, you is just a pawn, uh

Verse 1

I'm so motherfucking gone

So deep in the game, you'd think I'm fucking wrong

Have you sayin Oh God, like Big sean

I'm the king of the board, you is just a pawn

You think you great, but you'll get suspended if you face me, like Ryan Braun

You is just a pawn, I'm a king

Should my first move be to take the queen?

Nah, keep her, me and you have a different taste in women

But, let me just paint you this image:

I got a team, those are the rest of the pieces on the board

My lyrics are like a fuckin M249 and a sword

Your lyrics, to me, are like a itty-bitty handgun

I'd take all the bullets you had to hit me with like a man son

And then I'd still be standing, on my own two feet

Take this nigga down, then be looking for new meat

Boom Boom Boom Boom! My shots fire rapid

While your shots have no flavor, you're not sapid

These niggas would make fun of me if I had a tracfone

You act all hard with hammers, but what you gone be if your mac gone?

You gone be a joke, you couldn't survive

Couldn't even go outside

And last a weekend staying alive

So yeah nigga, you are not ready to take that dive

Because it ain't Call of Duty, you can't respawn

You try to play me, but you really are the pawn, yup

Chorus

You gone get played, you gone get the shenanigans

You act like you so hard, like you ready to throw them hands

You all hard cuz you got them bands?

But, this nigga through all the hate, still stands

You just a pawn, in the chess game

You and all the fuckin rest same

So let go, just accept the position

Maybe if you do, you'll get some recognition

You love the spotlight right?

Good or bad, you love the bright light

That's why, you can't be in the dark, you gotta sleep with a night light

Just a pawn thinking he's a king

You ain't a king, you a puppet on string

Verse 2

You think you a king, but you a pawn

But you try to win not with brains, but with brawn

So, I could outsmart you, give you the bait

Unleash the beast, and then there will be a little twist of fate

Little? Man, it's enormous

You ain't rapping, you singing, like chorus

And if you think you can sing good, you got something else coming

When I get vocals for some of my next album, you gone be running

I don't even have to be gunning

For the top, because I don't have to

You claim you're better, but you pass who?

You don't pass me if I have my own lane

These niggas got they own thing going on, I'm in my own game

If you want to try to imitate

Then nigga, you won't mind having to disintegrate

These niggas mad? They like Ne-Yo

The best question is rhetorical, but if I have to answer, it's me yo

You just a pawn in the chess game

You are sitting on the chessboard, and got less game

Basicallly, these niggas ain't hot, but they expect appraise

They expect to go to the nigga they breaking the 360 deal with to give them a raise

Protests about it for days and days

Until the job pays

You should be signed to a low wage contract, if anyone at that

You go to the billboard, nothing's on it, and I be laughing saying who that

Then you come after me, and I led you in, you pawn

You is just getting continuously played, while I'm the motherfuckin don, word

Chorus

Outro

You is just a pawn, get pawned nigga! By that 2KNation, Royal Trio, and KLAN for fuckin life nigga! Stop fuckin around!