[Verse 1: Kim]
Post up and then pour something, I'm thirsty..
Lay low with the peso cuz they turfing
Carlo came with the sticky icky green
Exchange with the Arabs for the nicotine
Mixed face, should I lift off on the white girl of the jelly bean?
Momma said, keep a sober eye man they homicidal
So I'm in between a rock a harder place, I swear I'm suicidal
Trying to change but I won't stop
Instinctively my instincts they be like test us so get the f** off of my block
Opa Locka, street connected
Orange county, golden rod I move around town with a G's perspective
Roll through your hood slumped in a bubble Lexus
Bumpin this sh**
Boy finessed it
Feeling like a n***a rated level 99 in the 2000's
2Pac and from the east side they gon eat 5 in the coupe phantom
Thats real
Yeah
[Chorus: Kim]
What you all on my block 4
What you all on my block 4
What you all on my block 4
What you all on my block 4
10 10 10 10!
Busting back like a 40cal
Cuz this Glock 4 a dead end
Yeah!
[Hook: Kim]
Post up and then pour something, I'm thirsty
Lay low with the peso cuz they turfing
Carlo came with the sticky icky green
Exchange with the Arabs for the nicotine
[Verse 2: King Los]
I told that b**h like
I go for head, thats cyclops
Chevy sittin' on 24's
Thats shotclocks
I got the top hot in the high top
I'm talkin' high tied at the yatch dock
Get ya mouth wired and ya eye socked
If you pop a fly like the White Sox
I'm like Popeye cuz I like guap
Or green or spinach or
Whatever ya call it my n***a
I'm winnin', spittin' and politickin'
Gettin' it regardless
In regards to my enemies
And sending cigars to my n***as and getting your dog
Dog I wouldn't chance it, I'm advancing
Cheers to the bars
Even got Ted dancin', dancin', dancin'
With the Stars and romancing
Write a rap about k**in' you n***as with so much pa**ion
The sh** f** around and sound romantic
God dammit I'm a k**er
The leather in the Bentley like thriller
Got zippers on it
And the motherf**er got slippers on it
And you motherf**ers got zippin' but
It is not a n***a trippin' on it
Got b**hes on the dick into 'em with the form
Plus I shoot like Curry with the form
Got b**hes swarming around
Perform in your town
And tornadoes form in the ground
I'm warning them now
I'm more than them
The boy with the crown Its King Los n***a
[Bridge: Kim]
Notice where you at
Know this ain't your home
Know that everything I did
I did it for the block
The people man they ain't alone
Peace signs to the peace time
Because that came and went
I'm pickin' up a bone
Meaning that I need a bone to pick
Meaning that I think I'm on some sh**
I think I lost my sh**
n***a I would never let another n***a come and try to take my life
Softness in your numbers, straight b**h in your eyes
[Verse 3: Kim]
I ain't scared of nothin, ain't no reason why you sneak dissin, Ain't no beggin for you, please listen
Maybe I'm committing treason boy that's what the streets missing, said it (Ugh!)
I had me a dream thinking I was speaking to the best of my team
It's time to go get it the Getty Address and the ghetto evanescence, the mess come on it's a pest of a message
A pacifist naw
Where are my dogs, where my boss b**hes and where are my hogs
We'll do what we want to
I'll stand on my own two
Don't you need a leader that will do whatever the cost
What the f** does it cost
(Ahhh!) Break yourself
This revolution, this is Martin Luther
Mixed with taste of Malcolm, Kunta
Change my name I feel like Malcolm Luther King Professor Jr
Say that dissent