King of the Streets
Ace Hood, T-Pain
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Yeah! Oh They done tried to defeat me Staying on my feet When they see me they salute me I'm the king of these streets Yeah oh I got 'em walking on (left, right, left, right) We the best so we marching like (left, right, left, right) Ooh! they follow me Okay, it's blood, sweat, and tears, that be the realest shit I ever wrote Never stop or giving up, the realest shit I ever quote Look into my eyes and you can see I hustle twenty-fo, twenty-fo, twenty-fo Hours grinding, overdose, running, running in the studio recording animal People want that gutter back, that's just who I do it for Giving 'em that manure flow, how would I know, I'm trained to go Heard them niggas dropping meat so f*ck it hears a dick to blow Now I'm on the top of shit, now they're showing sportsmanship What it do and what it be? niggas on some other shit Bitch I'm on my own lane, only god can judge me All you rappers rapping is equivalent to rare meat And I am on my lion shit, starving like a full feast Pussy niggas count me out, man I love to in-convene Teddy p and mr. hood, you can call it history We the best and f*ck 'em all, we winning like we charlie sheen! Yeah! Oh They done tried to defeat me Staying on my feet When they see me they salute me I'm the king of these streets Yeah, oh I got 'em walking on (left, right, left, right) We the best so we marching like (left, right, left, right) Oh they follow me Well it's the highly underrated, album so anticipated Mr. not intimidated by you suckers perpetrating I been waiting, yeah boy I been waiting Heavy, humble and patient, but still embedded with greatness I'm a mother fucking problem, y'all still in pajamas Sleeping on the hottest while I'm out here chasing commas Put that on my momma, I'm a give 'em hell while they locked up in a cell We the best is gon' prevail, don't believe in seeing fail I'm conceited, you can tell, look the devil in the eye, say I'm hotter than your hell And I'm rocking with my chest out, head high, hello to the bad guy Bitch it's my time, see the diamonds in the watch now Don't want any handouts, f*ck you niggas talking 'bout? See me, you salute me like a mother fucking drill scout Stunting on you niggas, watch the beamer when it pulls out King of these streets, come and see me when you travel south Yeah! Oh They done tried to defeat me Staying on my feet When they see me they salute me I'm the king of these streets Yeah, oh I got 'em walking on (left, right, left, right) We the best so we marching like (left, right, left, right) Oh they follow me
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Written by: ANTOINE MCCOLISTER, FAHEEM RASHEED NAJM, JON ANDRE GORDON, MICHAEL E. GORDON, TRAMAINE MICHEAL WINFREY
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