Lyrics:
that boy YG, Nat King Cole and JID
Everybody know I be in the club V.I.P (huh)
Psych, not me
Too many people to name, but know I got love for you all
the drop in your crib, in the spot where you live
If you talking that shit, nigga, stop it
I'm a God, I'm a king, I'm a giant
Nigga not trying, .40 my
time for niggas that's glowin up like me
Nice things I neva had nice things
In my neighborhood my niggas is like kinds
More like Nat Cole where souls
leave the house, I'm strapped, boy, you know I keep my pole
Chopstick on me and it sing like Nat King Cole
Nigga think he flexin' money, boy, I seen mo'
Praise to the almighty, HiiiPower
Me and my niggas (Live forever)
3 eyes to my alumni feel this
I wanna hear it, turn me up
(My niggas on point, game
King Judah coming out the slums of Nazareth
Cross me i'll turn a rapper straight into ashes its
The revenant creamiting doing the damaging
Put my
Yeah, yo I'm just gonna write down my first thoughts
And see where this takes me
'Cause I feel like I wanna punch the world in the fuckin' face
orderish
I'm on my 4 quarter Jordan ish
Snap the wrist
Now the cops wanna kaepernick
I'd rather take em captive decapitate all the captains quick
I'm not
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More power 2 da people
We all b 1 people
We b equal
We no b feeble
The camel
brother peace to my enemies
Fuck all them punk bitches that wanna limit me
I know they all scared because none of them near me
My value is verified by
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
around the lake, catch a cold snowflake
Or ride a carriage through the crispy air
Sittin' in my cozy flat on 44th street
Playin' Nat King Cole and puttin'
my story, you know what I'm sayin'
And then uh, I remember Cole did it, when did he do it?
He was on Friday Night Lights?
Nah nah, he did it
thought she was mine
She even passed out of town in my car
And left me with Nat King Cole
And the silver stars
Oh Nat King Cole and the silver stars
talk, real talk!
If the glimmer take my eye I may turn into a pick pock
Crawl on all fours like a crazed dog
actin like something that you'd wanna get
whistling at blond-oes
I said a prayer with my eyes closed
As I loaded the roscoe's at the sink, yo
I been a bullet on the brink
But being a young king
Scarlet up like a jukebox for a dreamboat delta queen
Raindroppin' all around
Put up the top you clown
And turn on the Nat King Cole
Off with the rock
ain't have no one
Been times people ran away Turn around back in my face
Light one take it to the face been eating gotta say my grace
It's all so much
the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out
I look up
Yeah and I take my time nigga
I'mma take my time, woah
Power moves only
Boy I'm 'bout my business on business
I drink liquor
I guard the true God ball
Try to take it out my hand I and one off your head and then you lolol
Cross him knee to floor meet the floor flow
Ooohhh
Ass fat with a afro, both natural
Came up on the Eastside, from Flat Shoals
She f*ck with a young king, no Nat Cole
'cuz he kill shit, count cash so
celebrity is you
I see Muhammed Ali
Clanking goes my trolley (18)
Starred in "Hello Dolly"
When it ran out of blue and Salvatore Dali
He did a little sketch
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