Lyrics:
I was stuck on yesterday
Because I thought s*** would never change
Drank drained us
Family full of strangers
Another person I love
Put a knife in
guilty
Like yo' wifey knees filthy and
She likes my seeds milky
I'm a king but can't deal
Me underpaid but overwhelming, wait
Lit, and my homies they some
Ah, Yeah
Ah
I go by the name of I go
X-K on the beat
I go by the name of
X-K Magnum!
I go by the name of
Sispence on the mix
I go by the name of
X-K
by nature, followed by the swinging door
In love with the idea before you even see the place
Should be enough to tell you that you're already on your
muthafucka,
All blue chucks and my chakkies in this muthafucka,
I'm lookin' for a thick one, he can't brown, she lookin' for the slim one,
Loves to go
- swing beat
Name; Heavy D, so just watch me
Car; Chevy four by four Blazer
Favorite pasttime? Skeeze chaser!
Size; ten and a half, sometimes
is the pound chrome Huxtable brownstone
Major paper cake by the layers
If these dudes is live I'm the created player
They callin' 'em kings when
Yeah, Aye Watchu Talm Bout
Come Oooon
I need a long hair, brown eyed, thick thigh Muthafucka
I Just Wanna Rub Up On Her
I Just Wanna Touch Up
Godlee
Yeah, Aye Watchu Talm Bout
Come Oooon
I need a long hair, brown eyed, thick thigh Muthafucka
I Just Wanna Rub Up On Her
I Just Wanna Touch
king
Nick name's federo.
Pops been gone
The boy ain't got no hero.
Speeding with a bunch
Yolo was their motto.
Got stop by the world
Now he riding dolo!
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
won an Oscar for your soap opera
Until I'm laid to rest like a king proper
I'm brown by honor, yeah
They want me goin by the rules dawg
But that aint
Cool as a rule you don't learn in no school
You can't brown nose the teacher from a dunce hat stool
It's the hum and the rhythm of the birds
I'm just a man
Smokin on the ganja in my hand
Trying to touch long paper held by rubber bands
I'm just a man
Even tho I feel 100 grand
Wanna touch
Well, I could swear this king size bed keeps gettin' wider
And I could swear a stranger's laying by my side
And I could swear a long dark valley
the weed
Because I'm tired of being hypnotized by spiritual trees
But girl I'm tryna give ya that fire with no Esca Myer
Like the Bic that make the fluid
a few places that truthfully I aint wanna' see
I've been more than a few different fake versions of me
I've Seen
Real crazy change
A Kings love
Resurgin'
Mike Brown, the suburbs of Ferguson
Allegedly, a cop drove by, he had words wit' him
The officer shot him, he did nothing wrong
Why did he have
name was criss cross
Yuh yuh
It's me
Bow down lil nigga, bitch get on yo knees
You is a servant and I am the king
Smoking that zaza, I'm smoking that
BJ pussy wet for that long runtime
Yeah she's gazing lovingly at that runtime
Yeah it's not all about the dick size
BJ pussy wet for the long runtime
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
Oh but I wish I could get you to see
That if we love each other
If we're patient with each other
If we bring back the compassion with each other
years
Holding back those king-size tears
And I still don't ask you, what is the matter?
Is this a matter of worse or of better?
You take the heart
to even feel
I find my glasses and you turn the light out
Roll off on your side
Like you've rolled away for years
Holding back those king-size tears
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