Musical Chairs
Ubiquitous Lyrics

First time offense in a class full of felonies
The singer's crime compared to others is minor

Class A, class sheet passion is elatry
The high quality of drugs being sold is the seller's passion

He had a rock, she done got knock selling trees
He had crack cocaine, she was arrested for selling weed

Hella feast still can't pay the bill, Bellamy
Despite having many customers, the bills cannot be paid

It's all relative, by pound sell a brick
Selling drugs in bulk has a relative impact on the artist's life

Preach from the soapbox mask your intelligence
The singer advises to hide intelligence when selling drugs

Pass through the system, ask for a settlement
After getting arrested, the singer advises to negotiate and settle to get out of the system

Drop in a buck and get him in back in his element
Paying a bribe can return someone to their comfort zone of drug-selling

Drop with the state throw a lock on the gate
Getting arrested and locked up by the system

Stop, stay stop while I drop on a snake
Being cautious and aware of informants

Wipe that, clean up relapse you're right back
Even if someone gets clean, it's easy to relapse and go back to selling drugs

Getting bloods to the ring maybe he can fight back
Recruiting new drug dealers to have more power in the drug ring

Hustle for cheese, trap mice in a rap light
Working hard for money and trapping others like mice

Ask once please, second time I don't ask nice
Being clear that someone should not cross the singer

Blunt wraps trees digital's in the bag right
Selling drug paraphernalia and drugs together in a discreet way

Pistol slung by the clocks with the sag right
Carrying a gun in a concealed way

Ubi's aware by the tootiem blare
The artist is alert and aware of their surroundings

That's a life, dog do me a dare it's all musical chairs
The singer compares the drug life to a game of musical chairs, where people are constantly competing for a limited number of seats

Y'all better move to the beat, suit with the beat, beat
The singer warns others to stay in line and follow the rules

By the music now you're losing your seat, seat
Those who break the rules will lose their place in the drug ring

Street soldier, 5 star general
The artist is a high-ranking member of the drug ring, like a general in an army

Everybody know we go hard for the chemical
The artist and their team are dedicated to drug-selling

Lock the block down, beat the strip up
Clearing out the competition from a certain area

For the things in the clubs who come to re-up
Selling drugs to club-goers who run out and need more

Floss them stuntin' is a habit
The singer shows off their wealth as a habit

If somebody got it then I mean he gotta have it
If someone else has something valuable, the singer feels entitled to obtain it

As well, he ain't got a bag of himself
The singer doesn't personally have drugs for sale

All he gotta do is collect the dough when it's dealt
The artist's role is to collect money for the drugs others sell

Back to him in the fat black human
Money from drugs sold is given back to the artist in the form of a large amount of cash

Keep a post in the back with a crack pack on him
Having a lookout at all times, who also carries drugs with them

Black mask and a fully loaded Glock strapped to him
The lookout also carries a gun and hides their face

Cops assume they don't wanna pour Glocks on 'em
Police are hesitant to engage in a shootout with the artist's team

Cause it will most certainly be a shootout
The artist is willing to use violence to protect their drug-selling operation

Gun hold pause don't wanna bullet through law
The artist has to be careful not to kill a police officer

New route on 'em when the SWAT picks him
The singer's team will have a new plan if confronted by SWAT teams

Tear gas, no mask when the door kicked in
SWAT teams will release tear gas and the artist's team may not be prepared with gas masks

And then they rushed him, cuffed him
The singer was arrested

Put him to the pavement, read him his rights
The police took the singer down and read them their Miranda rights

Something to say save it, they told him
The singer was advised by police not to say anything that could incriminate them further

Whether you was cool or not
It doesn't matter if the artist and police were on good terms or not

You paid your dues, the fools know the music stop
The artist is facing the consequences for their actions and the drug operation has come to an end

You better pray for them
Others should pray for the singer and their team

Street life weren't made for them
The street life is not a place for everyone

Amen, say ten laying wait for them
Even if death is waiting for them, the artist and their team continue their drug operation

No escape for them, celebrate for them
Even if there is no escape for the artist and their team, they still feel successful

Pour the liquor out now, buy a case for them
In honor of the artist and their team, others should drink in celebration

They pass the pastor, hold a wake for them
Others should hold a wake in honor of the singer and their team

No chiropractor gonna straighten them
No one can fix the artist's and their team's problems

'Bout nobody got faith in them
Others don't believe in the singer and their team

Nothin' to hold them together like a safety pin
The singer and their team have nothing keeping them together

They don't play to win
The singer and their team operate without a plan for success

Seems drug money's never enough
The artist and their team always want more money from selling drugs

They stacked they chips up never settled them up
The artist and their team have a lot of money but never settle their debts

The house will take you, you don't take the house
The drug-selling operation will ultimately bring the singer and their team down, rather than them succeeding in the operation

The mouse don't chase the cat, cats chase the mouse
The singer believes they are in control and will win out over others

They dig up in your pocket, scrape them out
Others will steal from the artist and their team

So like Diddy Venage you can hate them now
Others can dislike the artist and their team

But you can't stop, won't stop the music
The artist won't stop their drug-selling operation

'Til the Glock go click-clack (pah! pah!)
The singer will continue selling drugs until someone stops them through violence