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Kingeshie carding the marble of markets and margins
Heart of a Spartan, I'm barging with guys in apartments
Started with hunger that sharpened my tongue into carbon
Now every bar hit like credit cards charged in the darkness
Smooth when I move but the tempo is ruthless
Flow like silk but the will is abusive
I don't seduce with the touch, I influence
Mind over matter, her spine feel the music
Sexual power ain't skin, it's psychology
Eye contact turn a queen to astrology
Orbiting me like I'm currency policy
Currently stacking her loyalty properly
If I ain't the man with the bands and the Phantom
Would you abandon the plan that we planted?
If Kingeshie vanished and cameras stopped panning
Would you still panic or pivot to random?
Talk is a drug and I dose it in decimals
Flexible ethics and sexual festivals
She want the necklace, the Lexus, the pedestal
But she invested, I'm strictly transactional
Fast with effects, I adapt with precision
Switching the rhythm and sentence incision
Cutting the beat into surgical snippets
Stitch it together with vellum and vision
Material miracles mixed with the misery
History written in Tiffany imagery
Victory glitter and critics consider me
Sinister minister preaching epiphany
Kingeshie step in the rooms and they freeze
Breath in the chest getting pressed by the breeze
I don't say please, I just aim and release
Aim so elite it could sell you belief
Relationships built on a bill and a thrill
Deal after deal, how you feel? Is it real?
If I peel back the steel of the wheel and the grill
Would you still kneel to the man with no mills?
Answer me quick, don't fumble the truth
Love ain't a bundle attached to a coupe
Poof in the post when I'm touching roots
Youth in the booth but the hunger uncouth
I been the product and profit combined
Top of the line but the bottom I grind
Climbing through trauma, designer with time
Timing my commas to conquer the climb
Sex is a flex when the context is crowned
King with a swing that could bring kingdoms down
She make a sound when the aura surround
Power profound, never chasing a gown
I lace every phrase with adrenaline
Madison man with a plan for the feminine
Intimate intellect dealing with sentiment
Pleasure is mental before it is skin
Would you be loyal if royalties spoil?
If oil was dry and the soil recoil?
If fame was a flame that avoided the foil?
Would you still boil for the boy from the soil?
I'm fast now, rapid attack with a snap of elastic
Stacking the tactics, I'm backing the bracket
Mathematics of status and savage attachments
Passion and plastic colliding in traffic
Pause
Now I glide on the beat like water
Caught her attention with tension, I taught her
Love ain't an auction, you barter, you bought her
Brought up the cost to the boss with no sponsor
Kingeshie name ring bells in the ribcage
Stays to the penthouse page by page
Age like wine but the spine still caged
Rage in the calm that's locked in a wage
Transactional kisses and digital digits
Visiting Venice with minimal limits
She want the image, dependent, dependent
Independent but pinned to the riches
If I go broke and the smoke disappear
Hulk evaporate, dopes interfere
Year after year with no trophy to cheer
Would you stay near over here or there?
I steer through the field with a gear that is rare
Barely aware of the glare in the mirror
Clearer than crystal, official imperial
Serial winner with still existential
Seduce your dominance done with a whisper
Fingers don't linger, my vision just lift her
Gift of the scripture, a mystery amidst the
Mystical figure with fevers that glitter
Material world but my mind immaterial
Serial entrepreneur editorial
Memorial moments, no memorializes
Glories of glory in moral decline
Fast switch, tick-tock rhythm
Attack in a fraction, back-to-back actions
Attractions, attraction, cash interaction
Compassion collapsing, flashing the fashion
The passion, the caption
Slower
Breathing the beat with control
Knowing the role that I hold in her soul
Golden globe but I'm colder to fold
If love is just soul for a roll in a scroll
Kingeshie never dependent on hype
Type of a titan, ain't knight in a mic
Lighting the night with a bright that is bright
Type with the insight, I write what I like
Text, sex, checks, flex
Triple entendre under the covers
I glove in the honor, monetize moments
Opponent of drama, comma by comma
I'm calming the karma
Would you still ride in a rusty sedan?
On Instagram playing, no bus in the van
Hand in my hand with no brand or we disband
It's man in the plan and it's standing in sand
Or is it the yachts and the knots in the chain?
Box of the watch that got you insane
Fame is a game and the blame is the same
Claiming you love but you loving the name
I aim every syllable straight at the system
Speaking my wisdom, a distant with vision
Rhythm consistent, persistent, prolific
Specific statistics of kisses and business