Hello, and gentlemen
I made the fade famous, the famous QB on my match the stainless Grace, I'm gracefully aging Without masonry I made more to play with No rap in my playlist, dimes on my day shift (king) So, can I breathe? Can I walk? Can I speak? Can I Can I floss you wanting me outlined in chalk? gossiping, pocket watching him Jealousy blossoming, ain't let it box me in (king) 'Cause you are not a king if you can't out a thing you got yourself in, claiming nobody helping The stupidest part of Africa blacks that started algebra Proof, facts, if you knew that as a child, bruh
Nostalgia, how I things crowns, remember kings They want your reign to (king) You a king, you will be to me Doing your own king shit, most We're so, "Say less when I speak", estrogen speak Respected by kings only, address me as in things only a vet would Only lames on kings, that's expected from creeps You mad at my and any woman with interest in me You could've made it (you was good), at all the time wasted Now you gotta retract statements, stuck to the basics All you had to do was tell the truth, like, fuck all the fake You want every brother to make it out But brothers want trophies, they for clout
Rap is weird, flex, but okay You as ill as you think, you just okay You got in the hood, fix your jibs up, I'm on top Stop fighting it, yo, stop the over-righteousness It's so lame, media circus greedy and worthless My got 'em tight Why they wanna see me up? (why me?) Real kings everywhere, up It come the game (king's disease)