Lyrics:
new with a lime twist
Stay gettin' faded, some say my mind's sick
Maybe that's why I do it
Crazy how I fly through it
The turbulence, turn me merciless
me king!
With a passion and a lot of action
See the way ya grab 'em, how you do it!
Then they wanna ask him
How a nigga smash 'em
See the way ya have
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president
tryin' to get by
I stutter step like rats no cool gats
Frenchise my brother this man can pull stacks
Perhaps, your plan to go plat' just went splat
Your
go 'head, Drama, do it
(This a Big E beat)
See, I don't wanna be the mixtape king no more
More like the mixtape president
Barack O'Drama
It was
Yo y'all got another pair headphones in there I could use?
Uh, King Jacob
Yeah, Fala Beats
Murph, Durph, ohh (Derrty E.N.T.)
We all we got
nobody down on their knees
You ain't a king, you're a president, see?
Your legacy will be denied
Consider yourself notified
Do not confirm, do not comply
I'd like to begin by saying that a lot of good things are happening, some very good negotiations just got off the phone with the secretary
the kids killed by ARs in Parkland
Ask George Floyd, Breonna Taylor and Manuel Ellis
Ain’t nobody’s life matter to powers to that be
King stay king, are you
through it
I'm pullin' up, they move when I come
Benz's out front, I got stain where I'm from
I go by Wise, I'm the king of the sun
Call me Big Pimpin',
rent do you pay my rent
Don't give a fuck if you're the king queen or the president
Do you pay my rent do you pay my rent
Saying your shit fire but i
YOU IN THE PRESENCE OF A KING TO PEASANTS
LIKE GOD TO PRESIDENTS
AND SKY’S THE LIMITS JUST A SKYSCRAPER, SO MY INTERPRATATIONS JIBBERISH, JIB, JIB,
Tom Brady is single. Ladies its true
Facts or fiction? You tell me. I'll ask you (Okay)
Yeah, Mr. President's dead, shot by Donald Trump in the face
Was
do, in no way, reflect my actual thoughts on Deron, Deron for Super President, Jar, or anything affiliated with those three things. This was intended in
What makes you think I respect you?
[ VERSE 1: 3D ]
Hello Mr. President, residents of the White House, excuse me
I'd like to know, have you ever enjoyed
power
What's that mean to you
Stuck in the dark
I'll help ya dog
Remember way back when
My mind was clouded by the fog
Young King, Young King
Do ya thing
Tamir, Eric and Sandra
For Breonna, Alton, Freddie, Akai and Philando
Don’t you know kings and queens should be bowed down to
Don’t let them lie and tell
that spoiled
You both queen and Coretta Scott King
All of thee above and everything in between
Tween
A mermaid and a wet dream
Like I ain’t mad at you
The prostitute and the businessman in compromising poses
Dirty linen done in bed
c sell out between the sheets
cll the Kings horses and Presidents men
breaking law is legal
Why talk yo piece if it ain't even peaceful
Fought for freedom and our wounds are bleeding
Feel like all we do is seek our peak
Yo, I ain't the type that'll move from stress
No seeds, no sticks, that's all I twist
I twist backwoods up, that's what's up
When I come to your
the gun,
And signal for the crack of dawn.
Light the sun.
Do you believe in the day? do you?
Believe in the day! the dawn creation of the kings has
Jays to control a sound
But D-Nice, you're gonna make the party live
[D-Nice]
Bust it, yo
I love to diss whores, I love to do tours
Makin
A Celtic
From eighty-six' with a modern twist of Jason, no killer but I'm Freddie with the pen
And it's evident that I got the heart to win just check
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