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Jordan King

Jordan King (born 26 February 1994 in Warwick) is a British racing driver from Harbury, Warwickshire who currently competes in the FIA World Endurance Championship. In 2019, King competed in the FIA Formula 2 Championship, FIA World Endurance Championship in LMP1 and LMP2, and the NTT IndyCar Series. He made debuts in both the Indianapolis 500 and the 24 Hours of Le Mans. He also tested in Formula One and Formula E. more »

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I don't know, I don't know the situation I didn't ask
When you come from a war-torn country
In order to survive you have to have some fucked up mentality
You know? You have to be like the animal kingdom
You've got to fight, or flight
You gotta have that. Women and men
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yea
Yeah yeah yeah yea
I'm feelin' alright, wanna roll another J
Know I got a couple thoughts
Twist 'em up and roll 'em away
And blow 'em away
Already there, Aww yeah
Got a problem that I solved, I just blew it in the air
Ayy
Tickin' time on her mind
Eyes leaning just thinking
Head to the clouds so the memories creep in
Comparing past lives to the ones she chose to lead
It's like she got away with murder
Bitch, Annalise Keating
Climbed a couple mountains, probably fell down three
She'll never get to the top is what the haters gon' say
No Photoshop, bitch she making real change
Bitches think but never know how the story unfolded
I got a story to tell
I got a story oh, I got a story to tell
I got a story to tell
Head to the sky, goals beyond measure
Eyes on the prize 'cause in mirror there's a treasure
Went from houses to couches not looking for no vouchers
Barely 19 trying to survive without shelter
After the sunset, she get ready, put her weave in
Diamonds on her nails, 9-inch on her feet
Throw the cash on the floor
It's in her bag when she leave
They'd front when she was broke
Got rich now they fiendin'
Chasing expensive dreams, copped a habit for that green
Gotdamn a nigga fiendin'
Now what she gon' do when the game change? Stack her stash
She leaving
Packed her pockets, she was paid but not proud of it
But never fell victim to pussy, power, or politics
Kept stackin' her bread and then invested into college
Salute the Salutatorian
Graduated with honors
Magically melanated, should've been born in Wakanda
2.0 version of her fine ass mama
Used to be greener than an ounce of marijuana
Now she done earned her stripes
She a tiger in this jungle
No Biggie, just a Southside girl up in his city
Damn, shawty got a story to tell
I got a story oh, got a story to tell
I got a story to tell
Damn Daddy, damn Daddy
Where you at? She been wildin' in these streets
Her momma probably looking back like
Why I even f*ck his irresponsible ass? Blowing trees
With her girlfriends
Reliving the past
Father barely present
Except for Christmas presents
She begged him to do better but
His best was just empty promises and cash
Break his word like it's glass
Busy being upper class
The nerve to expect a pass
Should kick his sadiddy ass
Sleeping by the phone, she chose patience for her Pa
Till she learned the hard way to stop expecting his calls
Hardly Home Alone, but still feel like Macaulay Cul'
Wasn't long till her abandonment issues went unresolved
Wasn't long till the powers that be had become involved
Hospital stays, forced medication, and broken laws
Self-destruction, fear of abduction, ambulance calls
Turned her momma's hair grey
She put JuAnna through it all
Went from shaking ass to rocking crowds in France
Shaking her braids, damn
That's a long way from Iverson Mall
And that ain't even half the tea, Arnold Palm'
Fought wars, but the battles made her strong
Understand she's no Biggie, just a Southside girl up in his city
Damn shawty got a story to tell
I got a story oh, got a story to tell
I got a story to tell

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