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Sidewalks and spray painted hood tags
Mama stressed out, praying we'd live through the night
Empty fridge, but my hunger was heavier sin
Papa worked at the hood grocery store
He was planning to win
Moms was gone
Streets raised me concrete
Mental taught me sin
Every lesson came with hood shit
I remember seeing friends turn cold
Blood outlines the street
Little bitch cats get slower
Slow out of preaching
Straight preach, you better quit
I never wanted to become who I am
But I weaponized the gang
That was my gangster plan
Every word got a bullet
Every fucking line was bad news
Here's the boat, row it
Had dreams bigger than the block I was trapped in
Minds stay rich, while my pockets was all
Sucked out like a vacuum
They laughed when I said I'd be king of this shit
Now they whisper my name every time that I spit
I done bled for this pen
I done fucking starve for this mic
Every verse is a war
Every shot is a fight
If you never felt pressure, don't speak on my fucking grind
I survived what was meant to fucking end my time
Here I come, bitch, I'm wicked with this flow
All cocked back, ready to let it go
At your dome, I select with chrome
The one in my home, I'm the king, bitch
And I run this throne
Here I come, bitch, I'm wicked with this flow
Here I come, bitch, I'm wicked with this flow
All cocked back, ready to let it go
At your dome, I select with chrome
The one in my home, I'm the king, bitch
And I run this throne
Here I come, bitch, I'm wicked with this flow
All cocked back, ready to let it go
Good, rich mentality, poor on the fucking books
Outside look dusty, but the inside full of crooks
Gold under floorboards, dreams in the fucking walls
We ain't loud with success, we just fucking quietly ball
Trust issues deep, I don't love shit that easy
Smile in my face, but they hate me like some fucking greasy
I've seen homies switch sides over petty ass things
Let jealousy rot them, let fucking envy rearrange
I don't be for attention, I be for some fucking respect
Cross lines in this game, and I'm clearing the deck
Every move hook calculated
I don't move off no lame ass emotion
Cold hearted, fucking focused, no fucking fear in my ocean
I've been doubted, been fucking hated, been left for dead
Still I rise every time like a fucking thought in my head
I'm the voice for the ones that got silenced
Was too quick for the lost and the broken
Still stay grinding this shit
If the devil want smoke
Tell him bring the whole fucking flame
I've been dancing with hell, I'm immune to the pain
Forever fuck it up
All along, bitch, I'm wicked for this flow
All cocked, ain't pretty, let it go
At your dome I'm slick with chrome
Yeah the one in my home
I'm the king, ditch, and I run this throne
Here I come bitch, I'm wicked with this flow
Here I come bitch, I'm wicked with this flow
All cocked, ain't pretty, let it go
At your dome I'm slick with chrome
Yeah the one in my home
I'm the king, ditch, and I run this throne
Here I come bitch I'm wicked with this flow
Let's go to one
So I ain't make it to fucking C today
For the kids in the trap, trying to find they way
For the nights I was broke, but never ever gonna fold
For the gangster in my soul that was hungry for a fat ass whore
I'm a G2, wild in my head, and even they
Gonna ride till the enemy get bled from they fucking face
And fat ass head
I'm a rider so turn them spokes, they ride in the game I blow
Big smoke being broke, ain't never gonna show, got more
Zeros in my safe, and the fucking talent show, oh no
There he go
Leaking back, let it, that fucking shoddy blow
It's game night, it's go time, but ain't no time to flow
So I stay up front where the real was bold
Straight, steady, and slow, while the rest need to know
I ain't here for them or anyone else, asshole
And my life was a book, you skip pages from the first few lines
But after that it gets real good, some real story time
But I read every chapter, and I'm still right here
So when I say I'm a fucking king, understand what I mean
I built this throne from the ashes of broken fucking dreams
Here I come, bitch, I'm wicked with this flow
Hard cock back, ready, let it go
At your dorm, I slip with chrome, yeah, the one in my home
I'm the king bitch, and I run this throne
Here I come, bitch, I'm wicked with this flow
Here I come, bitch, I'm wicked with this flow
Hard cock back, ready, let it go
At your dorm, I slip with chrome, yeah, the one in my home
I'm the king bitch, and I run his throne
Here I come, bitch, I'm wicked with this flow
And my mama looked in your brains
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain
I give to my mama for the grains
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain
Here we go
Here we go
Here we go
Here we go