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You already know that I'm a king
Man a nigga need no introduction
All my niggas pull up at the scene
And we steady killing every function
All these

If i stop rapping just promise you won't view me different
They tryna be round cause imma blow just like them groupie bitches
I don't want no

I'll probably have a slew of groupies by end of this song
That's one group per minute
And I don't need a gimmick
While they panhandle for gold
I just

all of your children)
“Come give me the business, my body is itching”, when I’m done her soul would be risen (Woo)
I ain’t very forgiving, don’t cross

the chop, put a shots to your chest

Now you look like you gasping for Air or sum
When we upon the score, it's a 21 blow out
My niggas not playin' it fair

You smoke the purp? You're European!
Always complainin' about
Something or another so
Go tell your mother, fuckin' grow up!
Answer this question don't

ran up
Don't care what you rep
By the way you best watch your step
Watch your back while facing forward
2 knives penetrating is too awkward
Too much

Oh we back outside
Hey woke as the fuck but Im feelin sedated yeeuhh alright
Yea It's that Kutta and Chrezy we better than cable (Ohhh)
Hey what I'm

Don't got energy for goofy shit, no (No)
We don't slow
Not no more
Set the goals
Fuck the hoes
Heart stay froze
Always cold
I suppose
It's demon mode
Yeah

ain't even ask for them promises
Homie be honest
We both know that you not my mans
You really don't give a fuck, but see me going up
and think you might

hear it as doing good deeds
Being detrimental in this world we live in, so much so
That it could potentially remove you from it prematurely
Penned by

Watchu trolling me for, niggas know how ill kill em
Niggas ask about block, I got multiple sticks
OCM black , I be playing with shh
Niggas say you

nothing nigga, I don't know nothing
All about the paper gotta get something
Always been a G, I gotta keep stunting
Finish what I started, nigga I ain't done

extorted
All our plugs in the drawer (Course)
Closed casket gang, we up by three
Check the count (On gang)
Ion going out like 9locknine
I ain't shooting up

your pardon but I'm done with all the friendship

you're either blood or you're willing to shed it

no more living on the fences for people I don't even

with the biggest back ay

And you know what I'ma do
Because I got money
I ain't getting you a Chanel bag
Remember back in the day
I use to worry about

the word
It’s gone be a red alert
We gone blow bitch that’s word
Don’t give 2 fucks bout what you heard
Hit him up with the flame I can tell that shit burn

shit make me wanna kill when I think about it (kill)
I don't know I'm fucked up like, "how I go about it?" (How I go about it?)
High school, we was

give you a scary fright
With lessons learned ain't packin' light
Poppin' out just on occasion
Might just be the risk we takin'
Tryna switch the situation

feel like I felt about 2 years ago
My days are the same, they goin' by slow
I don't go to sleep, I'm hearin' the birds cry
I don't give time to haters,

irrelevant
I guess they ain't gettin' the message
I get the money by any means
Gotta watch for them niggas that envy me
I don't got room for a enemy
But if you

on the green
Held me by the hand and told me "baby breathe"
"Breathe"
I'll admit that you're the bestest
You can see into my mind
Trust me, when you least expect

on vacation, but I'm steady packing
You left her alone, but she not home alone
We pull on n****s just to do em wrong
Just give me one minute and (Shew) he gone

Ghetto Queen

Trae

Late Night Kings Against Everything

2013

lil'momma
We can go the Bahamas in the summer
Lookin for the fat[? ], fuck the dumb hoes
And know that you'll ride with me baby fuck the po - po's
No pressure