Lyrics:
I'm crowning myself as a legend in the making, I'm crowning myself as a king.
The people around me will never respect you, if you ain't getting no
peoples who understand and truly recognize
Some won't get it for that I won't
(I will not apologize) I will not apologize
(I will not apologize) I will
hustle, hustle, hustle like a dope boy
Got it off the muscle and I never took a steroid
My dog got a mussel he'll make no noise, shh
I'm like for what? My
the wheel fall off, I be like oh really
How you tell me what came out my mouth, you don't even know Nipsey
Tiny that bitch ugly as hell, I don't even want
raise up and the 4's will crawl out
And I use to be a broke nigga stacked up
Now I gotta watch out for
The roach niggas 24's close
Fuck timid and I blow
the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
Well, you want me to get D.E.E.P., well then, I will
What? What will happen if you shoot that nigga
to be with you
I'm extremely frightened of what will surely be
I sold myself, the death of me
I know you can't forgive me I know I'm on my own,
I've
and sat me down
He said, you make no mistake
I know just what it takes
To pull a man's soul back from heaven's gates
I've been wandering in the dark
is wrong
What is life after I'm gone
Change my mind and put me on
What's the price to heaven's cost
What if I was on a cross
Would I be resurrected
it
What's in your wallet
Out of pocket
Turn the faucet
No sacrilegious
That's non profit
That's how we rocking
I'm pushing mosh pits
They told me chase
, holla!
I’m from the East where them ARs shooting
Ruthless, niggas will leave you naked
For the record khaled from the South where
Them bammers be moving
what it be
Be living life
For what we see
Making it real
Not surreal
Hoping to be
On prime tv
Open the eyes
You will see
Love and peace
and all so careless
What a man to do
In love with my demons cause They all disguised as you
Get me a ventilator
For the bullet wounds
Lock me out of heaven
ya'll
Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record
Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates
And will keep it real no matter
ya'll
Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record
Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates
And will keep it real no matter
I worked for
Either that or be sentenced for a drug war
And many want to know why I've slowed up
It's either that or get fucked
Cause laws get
will refine her"
Come see my daughter, she is mine
Child of a King Who IS Divine
Let there be Heaven for the one
O, let Me die as My own Son
Come see my
the clothes
Do not make the man
I'll hold on to my freedom
May not be what you want from me
Just the way it's got to be
Lose the face now
I've got
cope
I just wanna make dough with my niggas plus (I need someone)
Yeah I've had enough, it's all long
Chattin' on the phone for what?
I've had enough
up and make a few changes
So a king would be the only thing you see in me
I'll be there anytime you be needing me
Went from everyday to special days
of Your mouth
And if You are a Shephard
Make me sheep
And if You are the Vile
Let me be brash
And if You are the King
Make me Your servant
And if You are
again there's more quitting again
Enemies turn to friends even enemies come out of friends
I be who they're up against (yeah)
For me it's a win nothing
have to trip
Because my music eclipse
They gon bump to my music
And glorify the Lord
And I know it will be for His Glory
Let's talk about it
Let's talk
the clam to be the man
You the follow me on ig so I know you are a fan
Use you cook soup shear your meat for Ramadan
You are Fucking with the greatest nigger
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