King to a God
Joey Bada$$, Pro Era, Dessy Hinds
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Hol' up, uh, back on my bullshit I'm packin' a full clip I'm triggered, bitch, get back 'fore I Pull it and let it rip, uh (woo) hit you off from the hip-up, my Glock It don't hiccup You better get a grip and don't slip up (yeah! ah) Now put your hands where my eyes can See like it's a stick up (yeah) Make one false move, you gettin' lit up (brr) 'Cause I don't give a f*ck like Bishop (no) I'm crazy like a redneck in a pickup (c'mon) Shit get ugly like Chauncey Billups (word) Hol' up Lemme fill up my cup with some fine wine Your bitch wanna f*ck All I gotta do is find time Said I just really want that Einstein (yeah) But f*ck it, watch her throw it back like A Thursday on my timeline (woo) Swear I'm so out of my mind (word) the only one of my kind (c'mon) Between me and you is a fine-line I sell rhymes like dimes and leave MFs doomed (doomed) since my first tunes I've been raisin' hell from the tombs (tombs) Look, I'm gettin' hotter every June (yeah) You say you with the smoke? Well I'm with the heavy fumes (c'mon) You got goons, I got goons (yeah) Everybody got goons Question is do you got the Cojóns? You niggas coons that really need To stop the buffoonery 'Fore I take it back on them Start snatchin' they jewelry (gimme that) You niggas talk tough but that Shit don't be foolin' me (no) F*ck around and this verse gon' Be in your eulogy This the type the of shit I do usually (ha) I move indubitably and put these Words together so beautifully (c'mon) While I beat the beat up so brutally (uh huh) Like cops in my community Abusin' diplomatic immunity (psh) Said I'm soon to be the Greatest in your top five (yeah) 'Cause when I drop Watch the rest drop just like flies (yeah) They be shook when a nigga Like me on the rise (yeah) Cause I ain't afraid to look a lyin' King up in his eyes, nigga, what?! But what's a king to a God? Uh Feelin' like the realest motherfucker alive Uh Kill a nigga 'fore I let him push me aside Cause bitch I'm tryna break even Even over the odds, nigga Huh, but what's a king to a God? Uh Feelin' like the realest motherfucker alive Uh Kill a nigga 'fore I let him push me aside Cause bitch I'm tryna break even Even over the odds, nigga Ha ha! Let that shit breathe Hol' up, let that shit breathe, ha ha! Yeah, ill-minded child, let's get 'em How many pieces? I'm eatin' Forbidden fresh fruit (mm) 16 pieces, the sweetest, I feast on flesh too (c'mon) Verses bulletproof on the chessboard Pick your best move (c'mon) I already made mine, where's the next loop? (Loop?) a hundred plus miles I'm turnin' frowns upside down Usin' every tool to close these tombs Like King Tut right now (uh huh) I'm cuttin' ties, then cufflinks might bounce (uh huh) until the ground Feel the urgency to bury me Or worry my spouse (woo) All this sleepin' I'm wide aroused I'm right around fine chinas in Chinatown Fine dinin' with lighter sounds That's for the spliff, nobody make a sound I came to wipe these babies down With nothin' less than Egyptian Cotton for towels (woo) That's for cotton pickin' no doubt (doubt) This lil' nigga just turned big nigga You now are tuned in to the era where We better than who's around F*ck cheddar, give up the pounds (uh huh) I told y'all niggas once and only now (right) I think I'm going psycho for the sound Only psychos I see around Go 'round and 'round like a new carousel (ah ha) What's a king to a God? The difference Is one of them don't compare themselves I'm only here to make a Name plus generational wealth (woo) No kiddin', New York state of mind I guess it was written I'm out in Queens after I handle my business (uh huh) i'm too ambitious And I been flippin' physics way Before I met critics So whatchu saying to the dead Or the livin'? God body, yeah (ha ha) But what's a king to a God? Feelin' like the realest motherfucker alive Uh Kill a nigga 'fore I let him push me aside Cause bitch I'm tryna break even Even over the odds, nigga Yeah, but what's a king to a God? Feelin' like the realest motherfucker alive Uh Kill a nigga 'fore I let him push me aside Cause bitch I'm tryna break even Even over the odds, nigga What's a king to a God? Feelin' like the realest motherfucker alive Uh Kill a nigga 'fore I let him push me aside Cause bitch I'm tryna break even Even over the odds, nigga
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Written by: JO-VAUGHN VIRGINIE SCOTT, MILES BALGOCHIAN
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