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Oh, you think you’re in control,  
playing mind games with me?  
But I’m the queen of scrambling  
Brains, the one who holds the key.  
The main character while  
Your just background noise.  
A royal flush in my hand,  
no need for your bluff,  
I’m taking the lead—  
no apologies,  
no playing tough.  
 
This ain't solitaire,  
I don't fold, I rise,  
In my savage era,  
I won't compromise.  
You’re just a pair, and  
I’m stacked to the sky,  
Give me your chips,  
now say goodbye  
To your money and pride.  
 
My eyes steady,  
no desperation in sight.  
Meanwhile your heads on tilt.  
You’re playing checkers  
while I’m winning the fight.  
No man to dictate, I do it on my own,  
So raise the stakes,  
or get the fuck out of my face.
Written by NP_NP
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Author's Note
Call 🤙🏻 or fold I don't really care 💅🏻
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