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Checkmate by Neef Buck

Performed by
Neef Buck
Produced by
7th EMP
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Neef Buck sends shots at Meek Mill on this record. Meek and Neef had beef because he posted on Instagram that Kendrick Lamar had the best album out. Neef clarified that he and Meek have since put the issues behind them and have seen each other “a thousand times” since then and there is no current te...

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Checkmate Lyrics

[Talking: Neef Buck]
I don't wanna help the beat, just give me the heat
First love yourself, niggas

[Verse 1: Neef Buck]
Cigar lit, and I'm sipping Reisland
Gained a lil weight, yeah, I've been eating
Some bitches caught the vapors, now they're speaking
I'm a D-Boy, no decoy, it ain't no secret
You're emotional, insecure, all the above
Bucky never paid for drugs, I got a real plug
You never been to war, or never cooked raw
Tell the truth, you're just my young boy's young boy
I've been around and still at it
Big bezel on the watch nigga, that's 20 karats
You never had shit, guess that's why you act funny
Ain't got to boast or brag, I'm used to the money
Fuck you gonna show me I ain't seen already?
It take more to impress me cuz I've been heavy
I've been hitting hoes, flipping O's, doing shows
You was a fan first, now you're acting so so

[Talking: Martin Luther King]

[Verse 2: Neef Buck]
Money, power, fame, that ain't for everybody
Especially when you grow up broke, you was a nobody
That shit'll drive you crazy, popping pills, sipping syrup
Yes men, won't say a word
That might just be your downfall, but you're gonna learn
You ain't special, everybody gets a turn
Hoes gonna flock for whoever hot, easy to get there
It's hard to keep the spot
Stand up guy, I always been that
Little 12 month run, niggas'll end that
Got a bunch of male groupies stroking your ego
Making threats on the net, that ain't the G-Code
You ain't gonna kill nothing, see nothing die
Next time at a nigga if you want a reply
Rap beef, we don't entertain, that's for them lames
I'm the one that got the money, and stayed the same

[Verse 3: Neef Buck]
This don't taste like beef, this is kool-aid sweet
Sweet, one of my sons is bumping their gums
Fuck you gonna shoot me with your registered gun?
And, wait there on the scene till them pigs'll come
I ain't the one to make no threats or disrespect
But niggas out of line need a reality check
Got damn drugs got you thinking everybody hate ya
And it don't mean he ain't eating cuz he ain't got your paper
I try to motivate, you try to put em down
That's why there's places in the city you can't come around
You know the stripes I got, you've been through Nicetown
On Grant street, alone, I've moved a 1,000 pounds
And, that's bagged up, not a weight sale
Yeah, I've been lined up, but I never tell
Every D-boy I know, niggas done took a and "L"
Wrong place at the wrong time, that's how you went to jail

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Checkmate was produced by 7th EMP.

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