Lyrics:
teaching all the youth with the blessed wisdom?
Who been touching all the meek to get their stress lifted?
It’s been about time we on a new mission
For
get it while these haters just talk
(Still breaking boys off, hmm) Gotta do it for the north
Gotta do it for my hustlers in the south
(Still breaking
and lose love as a lesson
This is the message of he who is perfected
In the name of He who died for our acceptance
Accept it reoccurs in legend some in
planet? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You were created for something bigger, something greater (yeah)
And listen, you can not get distracted by your
that you love me it’s losing its essence
Bitch what’s a king to a peasant
You bring up my past now I live in the present
Bitch what’s a king to a peasant
psychokinesis blood
Telepathic, tell yo' people uhh
Get yo' masters or you blast 'em up
Watch for snakes, they wanna switch it up
But it's a stick up (Stick up
Big Ben
Y'all fight for dollars and cents like y'all ain't got no sense
Niggas killing to live, like would it kill you to live?
If you diss, get
to let me go
You say "T-R-E-Y Songz you the king of the world"
Baby you're [x4] so sweet ooooh
I'm a push [x4] it deep
Til you beg me for me to stop and it
autour du feu ninja
The only way to beat them is to feed them with their own medicine
So yo go get some knowledge cuz it's time for us to begin
They
turn it upside down, burn it up
And let it blaze, all i got left is one guage
I slung all the ones that i brung from the gun
Store, i gotta get at least
For real
We don dey here we flex and the city dey up for real
Baby you fine, for real
She say she come by my place and I never see her for real
Terry
Atlanta playboy
Don't got much to say, boy
Cradle to the grave, and it's been like that since a slave, boy
It ain't shit to pull up, pick the fucking
of grime and I
Will be for a very long time
Cause I go to the rave get a rewind and
The second line never sounded
Like the first line
Wow, I'm the king
bout to burn up burn up burn up Im the king nobody can replace me Im riding round town in a spaceship Fuck with me you know that you gonna get a taste
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
forming
For me, For me
For me baby whine it up on me
Baby shake it, drop it up on me
Oh My baby baby
Oh My baby baby
Oluwa lo ni lo ni lo ni lo ni lo ni e e
not gonna
Getting hotter than a sauna
Your sweat
Trickling
Changing like an Iguana
Had to get up
Get out
And get it
I didn't need a permit
I just Str8
She want me now I gotta dip
Miami for a weekend trip
Colossal kings type ish
By myself I need me a blick
They ain't finna catch me slip
New glock
died for you all,
But resurrection's a bitch.
What do you do when a king walks in?
Do you get on your knees,
Or die on your feet?
Do you atone for your
different, blink you might miss it
Even though I hit it first time we kicked it
Who set up plays for you, who coached you in the huddle
Who's penthouse views
(I'm tryna be rich forever)
Yea that's me
They ask me why I do it, say for the L-O-V-E
I just be getting to it, like it ain't nothing to me
I got this
is weak
When it leaves wrongs unavenged. Love, once dead, cannot be revived, etc
Mimì
I feel so sorry for the poor girl. Love is sad when it's
to be his fool
Had no choice but to accept
To be a fool for a fool ain't so foolish if you know how to fool
But when it came time for that king to get
She want me now I gotta dip
Miami for a weekend trip
Colossal kings type ish
By myself I need me a bl***
They ain't finna catch me slip
New glock
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