GraphTheRapper - I AM KING lyrics

Prod. Joey Castellani(JC Syn) [Intro] "Back off Man, I'm a Scientist" [Verse] Verbal murder, lyrical homicide. shells will leave a motherf**er screaming like his momma died You that im gon' ride, and im all kinds of high. sittin in the back of a maserad' living like an episode of Entourage I'll f** your b**h, wake up, f** her friend crazy yeah you'll never get these nuts again I'll stab you with this f**ing pen, write a verse with it, so Its scripted in blood dressing in all black linen The world will keep spinning, and im gon' keep sinning. smack a b**h in her face, convince her that I respect women Been nice since the beginning. you ain't think so s** a dick. dopest rapper let me check that off the bucket list The gun comes equipped with the laser under the muzzle tip. hit your lungs and rip through your stomach, exit your f**ing hip Now who you f**ing with? [Hook] I got codeine on my breath, weed in my system. they blowing my high, f**ing with my rhythem k**ing my vibe, but I dont really listen, I dont really listen, I dont really listen I swear Sometime I can't call it. lifes hard I feel like an alcoholic. I got money in my pocket Im gon' blow that sh** Dont your girl to stop it I dont know that b**h [Verse 2] Now whos the best, they ask and I past the test, send these heart to heart rappers into cardiac arrest Now sit and ingest these sins that I confess, marathon hustler. you looking out of breath Could you handle it? If I dismantled your team. should I slow it down a bit? so you can catch up and breathe Im everything that you read about, Im authentic dont misrepresent it if I said it know I meant it Got a 22 I call Emmit, hes so reliable. putting holes in teams that sh** is undeniable G is certifiable, they call me psychotic, mixing whiskey with the weed. acid with the hyptonic I gotta a hold of this sh**, gold digging hoes with their goals on my dick. stones on my wrist Bank rolls I insist, play your position. Science Camp just listen, just listen [Hook] I got codeine on my breath, weed in my system. they blowing my high, f**ing with my rhythem k**ing my vibe, but I dont really listen, I dont really listen, I dont really listen I swear Sometime I can't call it. lifes hard I feel like an alcoholic. I got money in my pocket Im gon' blow that sh** Dont your girl to stop it I dont know that b**h