Kings & Queens
you talkin' bout. are you talking bout. me? /
See the people cant follow, if you cant lead,
you know what i. mean? //
And i aint sayin that we all aint bound to dream,
But everything i see, it was meant for me,
Kings & Queens//
Cursed efforts to be rich forever, my souls tainted by diamond stones and lavish leathers/
i got a lust for the fast cars and bad brauds, feeling like a nigga with money is prolly good wherever//
however, is there a balance for the cake, once you get it how you want it there's a challenge to be great/
i used to mastermind, asinine, theories of deities with unlimited power and control over the states but fuck that//
too many homies standing where the bus at, wit a bus pass, the world is my revolver and i bust back, i trust that/
nobody want that, thats circumstancial, but i must ask, wheres the love at, these niggas cannibals//
hannibal lecter giving you lectures on the temperatures to cook these rap niggas we dont share the same textures/
my understanding of the planet is to get it how you can and most you niggas only eat from what you're handed. god damnit///
you talkin' bout. are you talking bout. me? /
See the people cant follow, if you cant lead,
you know what i. mean? //
And i aint sayin that we all aint bound to dream,
But everything i see, it was meant for me,
Kings & Queens//
Cursed efforts to be rich forever, shitting on whoever im forever better,
nothing could hold me down i would never let up, fella, you can get swiss cheesed for mozzerella//
cocaine prices went up, thats with the crime rate, crime wave, show up at yo door, like a prom date/
street sweeps, police lurking, right where mama stay, she dont understand why her son tryna find shade//
i was looking for love and i found hate... no. i was looking for plugs and i found shake,
These D-boys just hope to touch cake the way they try to portrait on these mixtapes you fuckin fake//
But thats cool i wont elaborate, im passive to any action that aint transacting with my check and savings.
you bottom floor my flow is elevated, hella dedicated, damn im feeling like i fucking made it, what you saying fool.
you talkin' bout. are you talking bout. me? /
See the people cant follow, if you cant lead,
you know what i. mean? //
And i aint sayin that we all aint bound to dream,
But everything i see, it was meant for me,
Kings & Queens//
Cursed efforts to restore my credit, living by the code of my encoded debit,
student loans and car loans, my cell phone, uncle sam dont understand nigga leave me alone.
till a nigga gone. or a nigga chrome fire down on one of you hired clones, like vietcong,
MTV's and viacom, why ya dont throw a dog a bone without me dumbing down a song,
i could write until im on, but if i write it then im wrong, cause what i write is to inspire but you like it when i dont//
so what you really want, me to lie to them, encourage em, to live as if its life after they die,
well what the fuck, you gon revive em then, you got extra life for them, popping all these mollies you concocted and supplied to dem/
lemme ease up, see how society cheat us and leave us, hoping for a jesus,
blue eyed white man, and he's supposed to save me from the white man, right man//
i just roll my weed up. 3's up.
you talkin' bout. are you talking bout. me? /
See the people cant follow, if you cant lead,
you know what i. mean? //
And i aint sayin that we all aint bound to dream,
But everything i see, it was meant for me,
Kings & Queens//