“Pawn Shop Love” #She don’t co-parent#

Pawn Shop Love” [Intro] Yeah… this one for them fathers in the fight. They play chess with your heart — but we kings, right? Checkmate. ⸻ [Verse 1] She don’t co-parent, she cold-war wages, Turned love to a court case, signed with cages. Talkin’ “for the kids,” but she playin’ with faces, Using souls like tokens in emotional Vegas. She got custody of guilt, visitation with pain, Talks peace online, but offline throwin’ flames. Every lie’s a move, every tear’s a game, She checkin’ my name, but I’m checkin’ my aim. I ain’t perfect — nah, I bled for my flaws, But she weaponized love, turned the kids to a cause. She post “mom of the year” with applause, But behind closed doors, she Santa with claws. Hook] She usin’ my kids as pawns, tryna cage my dawn, But I’m playin’ for the long game, king still Kong . You can block my light, can’t erase my bond, We don’t fold in storms, we just pray and respond. Verse 2] She say, “You ain’t pay,” but I paid in tears, Child support can’t balance lost years. You can’t invoice a father’s fears, When you weaponize love, you engineer tears. She poisonin’ roots that I planted in trust, Tellin’ stories to the youth like I’m covered in rust. But I’m solid — I’m the real, not the dust, Ain’t no court stamp stronger than us. I’m facin’ judges, but I answer to God, Every bruise in my heart, every scar she applaud. But I’m built from betrayal, concrete sod, Still rise in the rain, still praise through the fraud. Hook] She usin’ my kids as pawns, tryna cage my dawn, But I’m playin’ for the long game, king still strong. You can block my light, can’t erase my bond, We don’t fold in storms, we just pray and respond. You can twist my name, but the truth don’t bend, Real fathers don’t break — we ascend. You raised walls, but I built within, Now my sons see love that don’t pretend. You can pawn my peace, but I buy it back, Faith my currency, pain my track. You play checkers in a game off track, But I’m playin’ chess with a King intact. Outro] Yeah… so let ‘em talk, let ‘em post, let ‘em hate. The truth don’t need no advocate — it waits. You usin’ pawns, but I raise kings from the gate, ’Cause love ain’t a move — it’s fate. ♟️ CHECKMATE!!!!!!! @rapfame_official @rapfame_ar_team