[Verse 1: KingKwame]
Braahh!
20 out my pocket
Presidential suite dreams I'm running for office
I be on that mic pro these rappers is novice
It be obvious that she wants 'D'
Mission accomplished
Baby imma f** your world up like a commet
I'd die for the mandem
Cry for the mandem
You don't understand I'd shed blood for the mandem
Took a couple shots on goal so now you balling?
Send them shots right back n***a Chris Smalling
Man I smell blood
I'm coming for your clan
Put my feet up high kick Van Damme
I'll be damned If I don't end with a bang
This that ape sh** still smart no orangutan
Nah mean!?
[Hook: KingKwame]
Eye on the dream
Rolling up papers
Eye on the paper
Homie see you later
Money on my mind
Dream on my mind
Homie on my grind if you want it go get it
Young boy's gotta shine
No lie, no lie , no lie, no lie, no lie
[Verse 2: KingKwame]
Mesmerized for the third time
The first time was when I heard Tukays rhyme
The second time I was listening to Masta-T
The third time Noastradamus hit that hard grind
No lie Alexander blood line!
My dreams and my pa**ions interact
I was like nine when I first got into rap
It's not about the chains no I'm not in it for that
But that just be a bonus when the money takes a crap
Take a look at this sh**
Peep at this sh**
Lone Tigers spent a week on that sh**
This that hand up Nae Nae
Hot since the eight grade
Road to success tires spinning like Beyblade tust me!
[Hook]