Lavell Jones - Gamble Lyrics
[Intro: Lavell Jones]Uh oh, the bros is at it again, last track made me so entitled to winDerrell on the beat, tell me when will it endBut I’m down for the gamble, put my chips all in[Verse 1: Lavell Jones]If it’s all eyes on me then I guess it’s do or D.I.E.And if I don’t then I’ll R.I.P. but I’m really R.A.R.E.But that’s just me, and I don’t really know about themLife is real so I don’t know about SimsI’ve been to church so I can tell you about sins they told me dumb it down so they can understand himWait, what y’all don’t get it? Should I dumb it down and be more specific?But I stay my style and I stay original I’m sorry I ain’t dumb and I got some wisdomMayne, don’t get punched in the tooth, watch me get loose, all in this boothGot a BMW watch me drop that roof, got em more F’d up then a hundred proofMayne, proof is in the putting, work is what I’m putting in so I’m getting out, what I’m putting in, so it all rounds out so I’m good in the end when it all works outAnd that’s, wordplay for you, ain’t effin up just foreplay for youThey don’t want you to get more and more for you but that’s how the world is mayneThey hate you then they love youThey leave you then they want youI’ve seen it all before, sorry gotta go, I can’t sell my soulI gotta stay true, I gotta gambleAll my chips are in, tryna’ place the chips in them, and them is usWhat you think is up, the world it sucks nigga suck it up, upAnd pucker up those lips and kiss my use of adjectives with this spin of illustrious, nouns and all these predicatesI’m intelligent and to me, you’re irrelevant, so I guess we’ll just settle it but, I gamble.[Hook: Lavell Jones]Really I’m a different kinda animalYou should really tune into my channelEatin’ niggas up like a cannibalPause, Hannibal, ah gambleSomething that these niggas can’t handleWinning this race in my sandalsPutting rapper’s heads on mantels, they can’t handle when I gamble[Verse 2: Derrell Peoples]You know we came to do it, two dope brothers making too much dope musicUsually I be cooling yeah my mother made a cutie but don't get it misconstrued it’sNot a thing nigga, it's just the Rare Individual gang niggaA bunch of strange niggas making change nigga before we David Blaine niggaWhat the heck you think this is boy? I'll tell you what your weakness is boyYou thinking you’re competing with the black Jesus amongst a bunch of young geniuses boyMan you dudes lack in passion, I'm a Thriller in the booth like a young Michael JacksonI'm just bringing to reality whatever I imagine, you just talk and ain't nothing gonna happenLadies & gentlemen welcome to the sound of the centuryWitness me go down into historyAll because of this, I am simply the best since genesis, to infinityI make believers out of niggas full of doubt, and alleviate the nonsense that they rambling aboutThe flow fresh like water from a spout so it's me who is needed to abbreviate the droughtBang, you niggas know the name, you other monkey rappers can't hang with the gang it’sNot a thing we focused and our aim is, to open unconscious minds and get famousI don’t know what to do, have I lost on what’s true do I gotta scream “you” just to make a mil?Or just to reach my goal, do I gotta sell my soul, do I gotta make a dance just to get a deal?I don’t know, but I know I’m gon’ find out soon, feelin’ like a nigga dreams coming true, cause the team been bringing that boomThat was cool, but really dog it ain't nothing newSee for me this is really what we do, whereas for you it be like booThat was predictable, but really dog it's time to quit the bullCause the times that we're living in are critical, you can't be a prince if you’re living life pitifulSo I’m just gambling mayne, I'm just gamble mayneWho would've knew momma boy would've grew to be a gambling mayne, I'm just a gambling man.[Interlude: Derrell Peoples]If it’s all eyes on me then I guess it's DO or D.I.E.And I don’t then I’ll R.I.P[Verse 3: Lavell Jones]Two dice in my hand like I’m ready to rollBeen waiting on my time yeah, so I’m ready to goGot ex’s they sending me X’s and O’sMe I’m tryna’ expand, get more folks out to the showsAnd really, that’s on some real ish thoughTryna’ expand the rare brand like let’s push these clothesWith, that being said y’all come and get these clothesListen to the lyrics and the instrumentalCause, it’s instrumental to it allTryna’ step in, shut down mallsTryna’ step out, win awardsTryna’ perform, hear applauseThat’s my name, welcome to the search, glad that you cameWhat it’s hittin’ for? What’s your aim?Where the business go? Man it cameWhat you want? What you got?You got a little, you got a lotYou want a plane? You want a watch?You want a boat? You want a yacht?Well yawk yawk, get itKnow some niggas that wanna pop my fittedBut for this game I am so dang fitted that it be horrific if I’m not terrificThat’s terrifying, will I make it in this game that’s more than likelyWill I try to do the right thing like Spike LeeElectrifying now we’re flyingHigh, before my flight leaveThis newness is so excitingRare music is so defyingThat means I’m gambling, you don’t like it bite me
