[Intro: Queens boom-bap male MC, chopped jazz guitar loop, bar chatter] Friday at the corner bar, same stool, same mouth Same twenty on the counter sayin' I'mma flame out [Verse 1: Queens boom-bap male MC, dusty kick and hard snare, raw boom-bap flow] He's the loudest in the room and he's never once been right Slaps a bill on the wood, says the kid won't last the night Says my sound is just a phase, says it's gone before the spring I said bet and shook his hand and I ain't said another thing Spring came, I was still here, I was louder than before He peeled off forty more and said I'm one step from the floor Deadass, son, I ain't argue, I ain't post and I ain't fight Put his money in a coffee can and went back home to write Every time he doubled up, I just looked at him and said word Quietest money that the whole block ever heard [Hook: Queens boom-bap male MC, full beat, chanted boom-bap hook] Double or nothing, I said bet Every time you call me done, I ain't started yet Double or nothing, put another ten You bankrolled the come-up and you'll bankroll it again [Verse 2: Queens boom-bap male MC, deep bass line, chopped jazz guitar loop] By July he's sweatin', puts his watch up on the line Says the kid can't fill a room, I said the room'll be fine By the fall it was his chain and his seats behind the plate I said bet, they in the can, I can afford to wait He be tellin' the whole block I'm a one-and-done fluke I be in the basement turnin' every loss of his to a hook Every L that he took bought an hour on the clock Studio paid in full by the worst man on the block Word up, I ain't even gotta clap back at the man He's my biggest investor and he doesn't understand [Hook: Queens boom-bap male MC, full beat, chanted boom-bap hook] Double or nothing, I said bet Every time you call me done, I ain't started yet Double or nothing, put another ten You bankrolled the come-up and you'll bankroll it again [Bridge: Queens boom-bap male MC, tally clicks, a sharp rim-click lands on every lost bet like a tally mark] Tally one, the twenty that he slapped on the wood Tally two, the forty when he swore I'd never be good Tally three, the watch, and tally four, the chain Tally five, the seats, and he bet it all again Album dropped on Friday, go and read the back sleeve Special thanks to one man who would never believe Deadass, son, the thank-you's got his name in bold Hater on the payroll and he never got told [Final Hook: Queens boom-bap male MC, full beat, tally clicks still stacking, chanted boom-bap hook] Double or nothing, I said bet Every time you call me done, I ain't started yet Double or nothing, put another ten You bankrolled the come-up and you'll bankroll it again [End]
