Lyrics:
the walking zombies
'Til then we pray
Oo
Everybody
Everybody
The king and his ghost are laughing at me
These signs, you can see
One day we will
suspense reached a peak
Told us they were guided by a star
An ancient GPS
Patiently we stepped so we could
Pay the king respect
And frankly since they were
on me like a young O.G, I'm a classic man
Your needs get met by the street, elegant old-fashioned man
Yeah, baby, I'm a classic man
I burn through
Ready for bed, and I lay my head down
I hope I don’t die in the night
Right now I’m ready to fight
Put my arms up, and then I
Just starve, what
Double down kings got the master plan
Speaks and Bu Bu on the track going ham
Look I'm about to go H.A.A.M
We goin H.A.A.M on 'em
I'm about to go
Mississippi
Well I iz that get yo ass back on yo stage
I'm tryn to put my parkin lot on them two's
And change need a place to stay
Lay yo ass on the couch
vision you lacking too see, your delusions are distracted by booty
Only time your thoughts actually stick out
Only man for the job these feature fuel me
running away with the game
It's 'cause I am, don't speculate, spectate
All I got is d- for days and insults for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, lady
Everyday, every single hour
I wanna be next to you, babe
Lemme get next to you, babe
Lemme lay next to you, babe
I wanna be comfortable with you, babe
Yea,
Rottweiler
I gangbang and I spit lava
I drink brews and I make moves
I went so hard for these new shoes
I go so deep in her vocals
I lay it down on this Pro
do the same for my ladies cuz they gave me life
Dealt a great hand watch me as play it right
Lay it like
Chorus:
Lets take it back to 85
Air Jordan
an explanation to hold us
Well, this is my explanation straight from Ethiopia
N-E-G-U-S definition: royalty; king royalty - wait listen
N-E-G-U-S description:
Fettuccine when I dine
Rap, white Line
Wanna recline
My jewels' blind
I got a EB9, grind
My Mercedes ride by 'em
My ladies top dime
I line 'em up, I
A place we struggle to lay back and appreciate the fact we're not perfect
A place where ego is bigger than anything you could imagine
''The King is Dead''
saying
L O V E
L O V E
You’re a woman
I’m a man
This is more than just a game
I can make you feel so right
Be my lady of the night
You’re a woman
(You’re
Dispense with the formalities and schemes
You may be contemplating
Foes are turning furry in
A hurry when transmogulating
By the pricking of my thumbs
seconds e go bust now (Hold me)
Man came with a billion J’s
Came through in a million ways
More chips got a billion ugh
More chips got a billion lays
More
Gotta hurt some things, wanna live like kings
Come sharp for the playoffs
The race for the rings
It was a Friday night
All the ladies rumps shakin'
a gangster know she's always down to ride
One look in her eyes and I knew that there was a God listen
Fellas if your lady's looking blessed and highly favored
on
Hit a nigga dead in the chest, like Saquon with the stiff arm
Damn, I'm thinkin' drive bys (yeah, yeah), yeah
Walk ups, run downs, kick doors and lay
like a king
So I treat her as queen B of the Throne
Bae I’m stuck to you
I’m stuck to you baby
Can’t get enough of you lately
Want you forever be my lady
A million muthafuckas on the planet Earth talk that hard
Bullshit - 'cause it's all they worth...
No question, it's all about the D - O - E
So if money is
ain't no punk
Dougie D so thoed, and they already know
The Trae and the J Z-Ro, by bo
Got a kin folk raw, that be gripping a gun
I got a king folk
You now witnessing the god go head thank the lord
Beats by Slimer know the boy be going hard
Left a bloody murder crime about to be charged
Headed
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