Antoine Walkin'
Susan said I'm Antoine walkin’ to my grave
I was six or seven when she said it, maybe eight
I'll spend all my money on my brother when I'm paid (Yeah)
And I don't leave the table 'til I'm finished with my plate (Yeah)
So, I guess I'm just Antoine walkin' to my grave
I'll be takin' every shot if you give me space
I've been takin' chances, what's the chance I'll beat this case? (Yeah)
They said I was fake, I can't wait to see your face
When I tell the fuckin' truth
I want that Jeep on thirty-fours
And I might just raise the roof
Once my exes see me score
And they might just see the proof
Snoopin' through my dirty drawers
And I might just shoot this deuce
Or pull this trey or grab some boards
Shimmy shakin' on your whore
Spread more than just the floor
These bitches don't know Jesus, but they know Christian Dior
And I might just make it rain and make it rain until I'm poor
And I swear I hate this game, but shit, this game is what I'm for
Lookin' back but movin' forward (Yeah)
My friends aren't really friends (Yeah)
And when I can't pay my rent, my money's spent, they say, "Amen" (Yeah)
See, I can tell what's real, and I can see what's just pretend (Yeah)
And I say that I've been straight
But Heaven knows that I've been bent
Catch my drift and let me vent
I've been playin' Checkers when it's Chess, and (I have)
I can feel these Games inside my chest, and
I'm married to this game, just do your best, man
And I won't sleep until I rest, Larry stressed that I'm
Antoine walkin’ to my grave
I was six or seven when he said it, maybe eight
I'll spend all my money on my brother when I'm paid
And I don't leave the table 'til I'm finished with my plate
So, I guess I'm just Antoine walkin' to my grave
I'll be takin' every shot if you give me space
I've been takin' chances, what's the chance I'll beat this case?
They said I was fake, I can't wait to see your face
When I Reebok Pump your bitch (Yeah)
Man, I'm Dee Brown with the shits (Shit)
Ain't no rebound if I swish (Shit)
I'm like Kenny off the pick (Shit)
Clean my plate, and then I dish (Yeah)
Shout to D, I see you switched
That jump just gave me lift
And Tiff just gave me lip
So, I just gave that bitch the dick
Life ain't roses, I'm a prick
I was chose in ninety six
Four years old in-to my fifth
Now I'm shitty, gettin' pissed
They're like, "Did he read the script?"
"He just keep on shootin' bricks"
They don't love me when I miss
Bet they'll love me if I'm rich (Bet)
I swear my life's a glitch, and puzzle pieces never fit (Bet)
They say that life's a gift, but I'm still tryna get the gist (Bet)
And all my ride-or-dies look like they done got a hitch (Bet)
Don't fuck with my assist
Hit the shot or hit the bench
I may truly never be the best, but
I can see who's starin' at my steps up (Bet)
Man, I want that McLaren like I'm next up (Bet)
And I won't sleep until I rest
(Do that again)
