King To A God

Hol' up, uh, back on my bullshit, I'm packin' a full clip

I'm triggered, bitch,

get back 'fore I pull it and let it rip, uh (woo!)

Hit you off from the hip-up, my Glock, it don't hiccup

You better get a grip and don't slip up (yeah!) (ah!)

Now put your hands where my eyes can see

Like it's a stick up (yeah!)

Make one false move, you gettin' lit up (brr!)

'Cause I don't give a fuck like Bishop (no!)

I'm crazy like a redneck in a pickup (c'mon!)

Shit get ugly like Chauncey Billups (word!)

Hol' up, lemme fill up my cup with some fine wine

Your bitch wanna fuck, all I gotta do is find time

Said I just really want that Einstein (yeah!)

But fuck it, watch her throw it back

Like a Thursday on my timeline (woo!)

Swear I'm so out of my mind (word!)

The only one of my kind (c'mon!)

Between me and you is a fine-line

I sell rhymes like dimes and leave MFs doomed (doomed!)

Since my first tunes, I've been raisin' hell from the tombs (tombs!)

Look, I'm gettin' hotter every June (yeah!)

You say you with the smoke?

Well, I'm with the heavy fumes (c'mon!)

You got goons, I got goons (yeah!)

Everybody got goons, question is: Do you got the Cojóns?

You niggas coons that really need to stop the buffoonery

'Fore I take it back on them

Start snatchin' they jewelry (gimme that!)

You niggas talk tough but that shit don't be foolin' me (no!)

Fuck around and this verse gon' be in your eulogy

This the type the of shit I do usually (ha!)

I move indubitably

And put these words together so beautifully (c'mon!)

While I beat the beat up so brutally (uh huh!)

Like cops in my community abusin' diplomatic immunity (psh!)

Said I'm soon to be the greatest in your top five (yeah!)

'Cause when I drop, watch the rest drop just like flies (yeah!)

They be shook when a nigga like me on the rise (yeah!)

'Cause I ain't afraid to look a

lyin' king up in his eyes, nigga, what‽

But what's a king to a God? Uh

Feelin' like the realest motherfucker alive, uh

Kill a nigga 'fore I let him push me aside

'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna break even, even over the odds, nigga

Huh, but what's a king to a God? Uh

Feelin' like the realest motherfucker alive, uh

Kill a nigga 'fore I let him push me aside

'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna break even, even over the odds, nigga

Ha ha! Let that shit breathe, hol' up, let that shit breathe, ha ha!

Yeah, ill-minded child, let's get 'em

How many pieces, I'm eatin' forbidden fresh fruit (mm!)

16 pieces, the sweetest, I feast on flesh too (c'mon!)

s bulletproof on the chessboard

Pick your best move (c'mon!)

I already made mine, where's the next loop? (Loop?)

A hundred plus miles, I'm turnin' frowns upside down

Usin' every tool to close these tombs

Like King Tut right now (uh huh!)

I'm cuttin' ties, then cufflinks might bounce (uh huh!)

Until the ground, feel the urgency to bury me

Or worry my spouse (woo!)

All this sleepin' I'm wide aroused

I'm right around fine chinas in Chinatown

Fine dinin' with lighter sounds

That's for the spliff, nobody make a sound

I came to wipe these babies down

With nothin' less than Egyptian cotton for towels (woo!)

That's for cotton pickin' no doubt (doubt!)

This lil' nigga just turned big nigga, you now

Are tuned in to the era where we better than who's around

Fuck cheddar give up the pounds (uh huh!)

I told y'all niggas once and only now (right!)

I think I'm going psycho for the sound

Only psychos I see around

Go 'round and 'round like a new carousel (ah ha!)

What's a king to a God?

The difference is one of them don't compare themselves

I'm only here to make a name plus generational wealth (woo!)

No kiddin', New York state of mind, I guess it was written

I'm out in Queens after I handle my business (uh huh!)

I'm too ambitious, and I been flippin' physics

Way before I met critics

So whatchu saying to the dead or the livin'?

God Body, yeah (ha ha!)

But what's a king to a God?

Feelin' like the realest motherfucker alive, uh

Kill a nigga 'fore I let him push me aside

'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna break even, even over the odds, nigga

Yeah, but what's a king to a God?

Feelin' like the realest motherfucker alive, uh

Kill a nigga 'fore I let him push me aside

'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna break even, even over the odds, nigga

What's a king to a God?

Feelin' like the realest motherfucker alive, uh

Kill a nigga 'fore I let him push me aside

'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna break even, even over the odds, nigga