Lyrics:
(yeah, Mula, baby)
Gotta chase that money (yeah)
Gotta chase that green ()
We are coming for the crowns (yeah)
We are kings and queens
(Can't stop money,
and we’on even know it “You know it”
They say we free but they pronounce it with a semicolon “Fr’ee”
Now tell me how to make a change without the flaming
can't be, I can't sleep
I was in some beef, let me call B.B
She ain't answer, my heart skipped a beat
She gotta be sleep, I got kids and they gotta eat
Slide a condom on your daughter on the floor in the projects
Homeboy I make more than a promise (put some money on it)
I know the amount of hate that
porch lights
Lets do it, fuck talking, we out here we ballin
And I'm spraying that on these rusty niggas like WD-40
We fucked up, we Truk'd up, no if ands
all these hoes dreams
Got a white girl with big titties, flat ass TV screen
I keep a bad bitch call me the BB King
You know I got that mouth out her,
like porch lights
Let's do it, fuck talkin', we out here, we ballin'
And I'm spraying at these rusty niggas like WD-40
We fucked up, we Truk'd up, no
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I can
Yeah, and now I'm healed
I make her wear nothin' but handcuffs and heels
Then I beat it like a cop
Rodney King, baby, yeah, I beat it like a cop
Haha,
their fortress
Kidnap the queen, rode away on white horses
Name me king
Name me king
Brick by brick I built my fortress
My queen beautiful, Lamborghini
Uh
Yeah I might not make it
Yeah I shot him and he might not make it
Oh woah
Yeah I'm sizzling like bacon
Beggars can't be choosers
Put that
your life to share like the last slice
Bb girl
When it's over (It's over)
There ain't nothing you can say or do
No we can't talk it over (Cause it's
King, king (huh)
King, king
My N-I-double G-A (ay)
It rolls off the tongue, like I'm cursing in French (uh)
Voulez-vous, my niggas think you
Sunday
Nothing like a city girl
Drive you crazy, like Hyundai
Normal day in the city
Others would call it bizarre
Pulling up to BB Kings and have a drink
Mad vibes
Think we killing this shii
Woi-oi
Kill the vibes
Stay on my grind
Do what I like
I am a king I do what I like
I do what I like
I am
of king enhancements (King)
I can't lie, I got so numb to hearin' ambulances (Numb)
Like every hour, I hear sirens, shouldn't make you panic (Panic)
I kept
sell crack
So all the king's hoes and all the king's men
Go try to put this shit black together again
Come on
Let's do it like the wild wild west
Take
to you
But it's what we deserve
Needle on the track, I'm dope
You niggas got some nerve
That's drug talk, '88 volvo
Gold bbs, man rest in peace, macho
clean you think might I been selling cocaine
Light at the end of the tunnel
When you're flexin' it's hard to be humble
Talkin' fourth down, can't throw
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
with a Nerf gun now (Yeah)
It numbs the pain, makes me feel nice
And that's gonna make me go home and eat some rice cuz
I can't stop feeling the pains
Only time we make it to the
TV if it's the news
We was tryna make it out them trenches
You dig?
Young niggas trappin' out them benches
You dig?
You gon'
black and white we call it a coulee in Lafayette Lafayette
Felt like I lost my mind one day and slept on the coulee yea
And the water was running right by
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