[Intro — whispered] Yeah… Three sides, one point. Black tile, white tile. Watch your step. They see the floor… I see the game. [Hook] Black square, white square, I been walking through both. Triangle over my head, three points in my code. One eye open, I can see through the smoke. They thought I was broke, I was building below. Black square, white square, every step got a price. Dark side taught me hustle, bright side taught me light. Triangle up, now the vision on sight. I don’t pick one side— I put both in line. [Verse 1] Walk on the board like the street got checks, one move wrong, then the whole game vexed. White tile clean, but the dirt still there, black tile dark, but the truth might stare. Good boy smile with a snake in his coat, bad boy face with a heart made gold. I learned real quick, don’t judge that shade, some saints wear black, some demons get praised. Triangle high, three corners in place, mind, body, soul—I aligned that base. Used to chase cash, used to chase that fame, now I build from the bottom, put respect on my name. They want top floor, but they skip that ground, want the whole crown, but they fear that sound. I stood in the dark till my eyes got sharp, now I see fake love from a mile in the park. [Pre-Hook] Three sides— I balance the pressure. Two shades— I learned every lesson. One eye— I watch my direction. No chains— I mastered my section. [Hook] Black square, white square, I been walking through both. Triangle over my head, three points in my code. One eye open, I can see through the smoke. They thought I was broke, I was building below. Black square, white square, every step got a price. Dark side taught me hustle, bright side taught me light. Triangle up, now the vision on sight. I don’t pick one side— I put both in line. [Verse 2] Life like chess, better move with sense, some boys jump gates, real G builds fence. I don’t show all cards, I don’t talk all plans, blueprint in my head, whole world in my hands. Three points sharp like a warning sign, past on the left, future on the right. I stand in the middle, keep the center tight, ’cause a man without balance gets lost in the night. Black means pain that I turned into fuel, white means peace, but peace need rules. Both on the floor, so I step with grace, every dark little chapter put gold in my face. Eye in the triangle, watching my moves, not from the sky—it's the sight that I grew. Used to blame the block, now I study the map, turned every setback into bricks for the stack. I don’t need secrets to act elite, I keep my word and I stand on feet. Top G talk? Better govern your mind, ’cause the strongest man is the one self-designed. [Bridge — hypnotic] Black to the left. White to the right. Stand in the middle. Measure your life. Three for the body. Three for the mind. Three for the spirit. Now all three align. Black to the left. White to the right. One eye open when I walk through the night. [Breakdown] What’s on the floor? The game. What’s in the dark? My name. What’s in the light? My aim. Three points up— now I rise through the frame. What’s on the floor? The test. What’s in my chest? The rest. Black or white? I use both. Real G don’t choose fear— real G chooses growth. [Final Hook] Black square, white square, I been walking through both. Triangle over my head, three points in my code. One eye open, I can see through the smoke. They thought I was broke, I was building below. Black square, white square, every step got a price. Dark side taught me hustle, bright side taught me light. Triangle up, now the vision on sight. I don’t pick one side— I put both in line. [Outro — whispered] Black ain’t evil. White ain’t pure. The street taught me that. The triangle ain’t power if the base ain’t secure. Watch your step. Build your base. Open your eye. My G.
