King Us (feat. Lor Mike)

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YMG Kendal

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We ran that fetti and now these niggas king us
I put the Rollie on the wrist to match da chain dog
Go bar for bar for any nigga off the brain dog
I'm with my brothers til end and they ain't even blood
We got it straight up out the dirt you would think we was slugs
I had to dig my own way out you would think imma dog
When I was sleeping on that couch man I needed a hug
I love my brothers til' the end man I swear they my dogs
And they gone king us
You run up and try testing me you must be brain dumb
Never forget who put you on I tell you I'm the one
I had turned nothing into something you see I'm a don
(I'm the don)
What's up with all these niggas see my style they wanna copy that
Don't make me have to start chopping niggas like a lumberjack
Remember what you did to us before you see how we react
You stabbed me in my damn back now you see I'm the man man
We ran that fetti and now these niggas king us
I put the Rollie on the wrist to match da chain dog
Go bar for bar for any nigga off the brain dog
I'm with my brothers til end and they ain't even blood

I got they back I'm staying strap and that's for life
Niggas be tricky bitches bakey they will stab you in your back with no knife
I been different a nigga bippin and I been flyer then a kite
Yeah I'm the slickest I'm that nigga
I'm steady coming trim they call me mike
F*ck that
If a nigga push my buttons it's on sight
The way I'm strap and I reach inside my dip call me a dyke
Call me a demon
Have em screaming in broad day light
They know I'm leaning a nigga feening for that money I know that's right
Rock my citi on the left they already know that we the best
We dripping different diamonds on our necks
We got different money different checks
Crash that Ac and the finfin got damn that's two different wrecks
Private lifestyle i'm a private nigga I need a private jet
I'm in the car with my brothers , we like to ss off do the dash
We 4th and 3 just like scudda
We probably run down with no masks
My brother crazy he a mother fucker
The way he spin he will drive you crazy
And I'm not going to lie my father fucked up but I can't blame him god made me
Showed up to my uncle funeral I almost cried
We was on that block with cmurda we almost died
What's in my dip a extended clip this a Glock nine
My finfin fast I'm on the gas they can't stop mine

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