Toast to the Kings

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Boldy James

James Clay Jones III (born August 9, 1982), better known by his stage name Boldy James, is an American rapper from Detroit, Michigan. His debut album, My 1st Chemistry Set, was released on October 15, 2013. more »

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We on now baby 227
Hutch, Habbie, SNS holla at your boy
Blockworks
By the time niggas realize what happened
It'll already be too late
By then niggas'll be long gone you hear me?
Mafia, what else? Let's get it
Let's get it

Soul of a God, heart of a slave
Blood of a king king of the D fell asleep
Had a drug dealer's dream
Dreamed that I one day made it out
Shit I done seen
Make it hard to sleep at night
While I’m spiking this cream
Palming this piece so tight
Hope everything go right
My country boy said he need more pints
Niggas know me from Detroit I
Live that speed boat life
Plugged in with the source
Should receive 4 mics
Casino dice, Motor City cee-low nice
Drop a Sweet Sixteen I’mma need four Sprites
Lean on ice, we don’t swipe
Screaming f*ck the police (F*ck 'em)
Never let 'em read your rights
Penthouse elevator, 33 more flights (We up)
To the top a nigga made
It 'member sterling toes basement
Use to have a leaky ceiling
Couldn’t see no lights
It's fire you see, I am the light (Uh, huh)
ConCreatures (Let's get it)

Black excellence, hand on the Bible
Said I wouldn’t make it
Drive on full throttle
Toast to the kings, I wear my crown cocky
(King James) just like that 40 we on top
But we’ll still pop it (Baahh)
Y’all complain but y’all don’t live this life
(Uh, uh) black label keep my glass on ice
(Free my bully boys)
Y’all complain but y’all don’t live this life
(Uh, uh) black label keep my glass on ice
(RIP my ConCreatures)

It's street life behind the music
Behind the scenes behind the mic
Behind the jewels and the diamond rings
Behind the ice, the highfalutin
Behind the bling whole crew shining
Never wanna out shine the team
I drop jewels
Got signed by my guy from Queens
Got sued for my whole advance
Never got booed
I love my fans from Japan to the Bayou
Try who? Not with this
Daewoo under my HighYou
I keep fire, street-fighter like Rayou
Speaking through the wire
While you preaching to the choir
I’m the king of the rock
The fiends call me sire
Twenty keys in the spot
Hundred g's in the dryer
Off of Fenkel and Meyers rocking
Designer and it's by PEW
My money wreak of Dolce Gabana
My Rollie sky-blue
If I ruled the world what would I do?
Buy Alyssa Milano an ass fat as Erykah Badu's

Black excellence, hand on the Bible
Said I wouldn’t make it
Drive on full throttle
Toast to the kings, I wear my crown cocky
Just like that 40 we on top
But we’ll still pop it (Baahh)
Y’all complain but y’all don’t live this life
Black label keep my glass on ice (Bully boys)
Y’all complain but y’all don’t live this life
(yeah) black label keep my glass on ice
(ConCreatures)

You say you wasn’t with me then (Uh)
Forget you when I make it (Uh, huh)
I wear my crown cocked 'cause
Ain't nobody finna take it (Nope)
Hell yea I got drive like
A car without brakes (Uh, huh)
Everybody trying to eat whole
Squad got a plate
You see everything change when
A nigga blow up
Well pop will have you leaning
I ain't even poured up
Hell yea I walk around with
My hand on both nuts
You say that you don’t like it?
Bitch I feel like "So what?"
I’m a king nigga (Let's get it)

Royalty pump through my veins
So we bleed different
Blew a 40 piece on my chain
To see my piece shimmer (Chain)
Navy-blue "D" fitted trues with
The 3 stitches (Yup)
Put away the Pelle it's about
To be a mink winter (Cold)
I keep Kimber even though I
Got a heated temper (Bo)
Katrina always seem to make
A nigga reconsider (Caine)
Money a murder for hire
For that illegal tender (Yup)
My hustle determines what my family
Gonna eat for dinner (Let's get it)

Black excellence, hand on the Bible
Said I wouldn’t make it
Drive on full throttle
Toast to the kings, I wear my crown cocky
Just like that 40 we on top
But we’ll still pop it
Y’all complain but y’all don’t live this life
Black label keep my glass on ice
Y’all complain but y’all don’t live this life
Black label keep my glass on ice
(ConCreatures)

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