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RealTalk the Black Boy King

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Top Boy, Top Boy
They coming for my spot boy Top Boy, Top Boy
They coming for the top boy Top Boy, Top Boy
They coming for my spot boy Top Boy, Top Boy
I'm blowing off they top boy

Hot boy, stop boy, I'm headed for the top boy Cars at the crib lined up like a convoy
House on the lake, you would think I'm a Cowboy Beamer M3 and they sitting on some alloys
Black Boy King, diamond ring, and you know it bling Moving right to left, hypnotized by the way it swing
Try to play me boy and I'm cursing all your offspring Busting headboards and I'm fucking up the box springs
Tropicana Ave, where a nigga used to do my thing
Count a million dollars over dishes in the kitchen sink Cousin did 15 years over cuban links
Had to give my blood to pay the bills, now I'm on the brink
Gotta tell the truth cause a nigga never lip sync Faggot ass niggas on the mic wearing lipstick
When it comes to the game they gone have to rethink When I'm spitting facts like a gat never blinkin

Top Boy, Top Boy
They coming for my spot boy Top Boy, Top Boy
They coming for the top boy Top Boy, Top Boy
 They coming for my spot boy Top Boy, Top Boy
I'm blowing off they top boy
Top Boy, Top Boy
They coming for my spot boy Top Boy, Top Boy
They coming for the top boy Top Boy, Top Boy
They coming for my spot boy Top Boy, Top Boy
I'm blowing off they top boy

I'm Blessed from the womb, truth to the tomb
I'm the realest nigga left standing in the room Massive consume, masters of doom
I'm shitting on these niggas like I need a restroom
Back in the day they used to sleep on me
Now I'm king size sleep comfortably
What they get in a year is like a month to me, And I'm staying real humble while you mumbling
Yea, Cold as ice, illuminati sacrifice Prototype, pass the mic I'm Dolemite Israelite, morning noon and in the night
I just might, cop the coup and get the bike
Like Mike, I'm dunking on em on sight
You know I'm right, the illest shit I ever write Type of stories ,that you only told at night, Robert Horry, I hit the 3 before the light
The Closest to you be an undercover fed
Duck down on the ground, them bullets at your head It's not your fault, brainwashed by the cult
100% juice with no pulp

Your favorite rapper walk around in black pumps He's a chump, from the jump
Donald trump, pop the trunk
smell the funk, get crunk

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