1Mind - Milledgeville, GA (Eric Taylor) lyrics

[Verse 1: King of Nothing] I got a mistress out in Milledgeville But I don't ever get to see her They want the dish on how I really feel I feel like ending some careers Clear up the facts so you can see the light Cash in my mattress helps me sleep at night You came in last and I can see you tried But ain't sh** happenin' 'till we decide Cause we the guys [Chorus: King of Nothing] I'm the Eric Taylor of my team Turned a couple players into kings The way we ballin' hoe I think we'll win the league These labels callin' but them n***as gettin' screened b**h I'm Sandra Bullock with the heat I got some verses, got some hooks like what you need I'm sick of all these n***as sayin' they run the streets I mean you could've fooled the sh** up out of me [Verse 2: King of Nothing] Why they still be actin' like they know me, mayne Ridin' through the trap I'm blastin' old T-Pain I'm just in it for the dough, so no I don't need fame But if I'm the one they chose I can't control these things, look Call me K-O double-N I-E Make a bankroll, stuff it in my jeans They say we may blow up, sh** I mean I don't know it depends my g Cause if you wanna make it, you're gonna need some patience Me and Jimmy making hits down in the basement I took a tab of acid And now you're looking basic These n***as wanna mask it Come say it to my face, b**h f** a principle and title 9 investigator Feelin' like snoop, silk suit with the gators Either C-notes or I'll see your a** later White hoe, white nose Lookin' like a geisha School of hard knocks, graduated no major I be on my job while you loaf like Deja Never take paycuts, not in my nature Rather take a plate right off of your mesa [Chorus] [Bridge: Little Palmer] Sodom and Gomorrah Call me the destroyer Rosé when we pour up, six from Bali rockin' foreign Driving Pensacola Ride it like I own her Time weighs down my shoulders, so we grind to fill the quota [Chorus]