Lyrics:
E.S.G
That's right, we love gettin' this money
It's all I think about, how the fuck I'ma get paid, bitch
Makin' my mail, what the hell, whatever I
E.S.G
That's right, we love gettin' this money
It's all I think about, how the fuck I'ma get paid, bitch
Makin' my mail, what the hell, whatever I
.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
J.E.V.O.N.......YEA BITCH ITS J.E.V.O.N.
Verse 1
I was
a rug
Bitch niggas want to know if it's true
Let me tell you motherfuckers who you listening too
Its the I dot get shot C E
Big D reload flip the clip
The King is comin', the King is comin', the King is comin'
But we're singin' and jumpin' cuz for us it's Jesus or nothin'
The King is comin', the King is
of the time when he can break the chain and get out
I ain't gonna make it
That's where he's been for twenty years
I ain't gonna make it out
And that's where
the same
Love was born, and she held a gift God made
Born for redemption’s sake
Earth was void ‘til He came
Love was born a, love was born a King
Now
every day now I
Got money for years had to go and get a bag
Got tired of mama crying tears
Had to take over the wheel gassed
It up and switch the gears
(Aye)
Bitch im the king of the trap (On gang)
Slide on ya blocc in balencis tomato tomato it's the same thing when you finish
I came up off the trap yeah
me
I'm taking all that's meant for me
I'll give it back eventually
I can't forget about the streets
Glass City's Own I rep the T
O-L-E-D
Oh yes it's
living divine
You know that I'm one of a kind
Lemme get it right now, ho
Draped up and I'm dripped out, right now, ho
Caked up 'til I cash out and I got
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
So call me that lyrical Genovese, you can't compare
Get you steppin like stairs, frats, sororities
Don't make me bring it on back I fuck up
Genovese, you can't compare
Get you steppin like stairs, frats, sororities
Don't make me bring it on back I fuck up the majority
Of niggas lookin hard at me,
one more time for just for good measure, fuck em
Raised by the King that before me
Slowly crept up and still paid dues
I embody the South, the swang,
shit, king shit
I just pulled up in this bitch
Everybody claim they Andre till it's time to get Drummond,
Fe Fi Fo, fumbling The Rock
I'm quick to put
of the bloodshed
King of the wisdom, king of the ocean, king of the respect
King of the otimistic and dreamers that go and get it
King of the winners, district,
Tell these niggas I'm the king right now
I been down but I'm up right now
I'm a muthafucking king right now
So I get it every day you know
I'm
wanna say
"BAOW" and get ya crew amped up
Cause now-a days a "BAOW" is really all
It take for the gas to start
I've mastered arts
I say I'm the devil in
size
Pulled up to give her that king size
King size
King size
You got the fun size
I got the king size
King size in her insides
Shoot it in her
we can get it all night long.
Say my name as I
Girl I know you love the wayTurn Up
Girl don't take this wrong but i see you been standing by the bar
"Hahahaha...ay DXNXLLIO, turn that shit up boy!"
They don't know me, son!
"Get it! Eighteen!"
They don't know me, son!
"Get it! Nineteen!
They don't
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
move like I just begun
I'm really in this for the love
I'm having too much fun, and I ain't done yet
When it's all set and done
Do you think you number
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