NoHenn - House of Cards (feat. NoMan & De'Brea Cavaiani) Lyrics

I've working like a slave in the pursuit of getting paid
Grind my fingers to the bone all for the plunder
I been there and back again
Getting paid off of my pen
So don't forget you still below me six feet under
And I don't got no time to waste on conversations
If I did then I would say leave me alone and lose my number
No appreciation for your position
I'll never stop till I'm assured your house of cards is torn asunder
I can tell by how you look
Wasn't expectin Aye G
Wit my folks
I'll never choke unless I smoke on this beat
You know I float like butterflies
And I'll still sting like Aye bee
They Mahershala
I'm Mohammed
I'm the fightin Ali
No disrespect
Just let you know that ain't no actors round me
I pull up with the poker face
Gametime Cavaiani
I knew the cards before they dealt
Y'all chips belong to homies
Hurry up
My shawty waitin on me
She got water homie
Oh my g
I spent Aye lil while at this table
Let you tell Aye fable
Never mable
Play the cards that you was dealt
I bet they hate you
Make Aye way for all my niggas to eat when we make shit stable
Couple niggas mad they left they bag when made available
I'm bout them fabled notes
Like Aye billi upon the check line
Aye couple Billy's mad Aye black man with some talent gone shine
I mean the f*ck else I'm supposed to do
I been on grind
Ran the table to collect
So nigga gimme what's mine
Like I got persuasion in my hand
Stare you right in ya eyes
You could aim yours back at me
I got mine right on the prize
Ain't lookin past you
Lookin at you
Through you
All of them lines
Rock the Tommy and he'll figure I been bout what is mine
Gawd
I'm going all in
Cards on the table
Got a couple tucked up my sleeve, on God
Keep my dealer on speed dial for the re-up that'll reset the odds
If the hand we dealt with isn't in our favor we never fold we just double-down
And a single loss ain't shit to us we gonna take that L and go another round
Young playas from the Puget Sound
Do the most till we coast to coast
But the 206 Im reppin' loud n proud
Build our castle up and fill the moat
Your negativity energy not allowed
Preaching the truth but you disavow
Shade the hustle like a saducee but in just three days we'll be back around
B-b-back like a rerun but a new season already begun
Cruise way overhead no Top Gun
New Bad Boyz y'all looking like Hot Fuzz
Started this shit for the fun
But the bag on my mind and my mind on the bag
Scoping it dead in my sights got one shot at this like was hunting for stag
That mean I'm only in it for the big game
Need big fame fore I get got
Broke that status quo
Yuh
Now everybody looking at me different like an ink blot
I was raised on Talib and Mos
So a higher standards what I mantain
Hit the runway with Don De'Brea
Only Black Stars on my Soul Plane
I've working like a slave in the pursuit of getting paid
Grind my fingers to the bone all for the plunder
I been there and back again
Getting paid off of my pen
So don't forget you still below me six feet under
And I don't got no time to waste on conversations
If I did then I would say leave me alone and lose my number
No appreciation for your position
I'll never stop till I'm assured your house of cards is torn asunder