[Produced by Myrror]
[Intro]
Young Premeir
They're Like where havve you been at
Why you got six names
What you been doing
n***a I got a 10 foot long beard
I been a cave, painting on walls
Working
[Verse 1]
Let me through eyes
I could be that spark
Or fire to your flame
Simply The King
A young Richard Petty
Nobody's in lane
I'm winning race after f**ing race
It's only heights I see
You n***as ain't on my f**ing paste
I hope I'll be redeemed
I'm sinning
And it's only for a lifestyle
Only using gold caps
I never used a lifestyle
My mama screaming pipe down
I'm grinding for n***as are forever hearing lights out
Just a young a n***a who done came up hits
Who they laid on and sh**
Soon they'll stay on my dick
But they can't get me rich
So tagging C4 to the motherf**ing door
Causing I'm banging and they're acting like they can't let me in
Who the f** gone stop a champion
You ain't my friend
You faker than these b**hes acting lesbian
Only put trust up within
Then it's nothing to give
If it ain't us then it's them
And they ain't got nothing
They'll just f** you and dip and that's why we ain't f**ing with them
Fiend b**hes
Is more what y'all acting like
And not Kings n***a
More focused and worried bout all of these seen n***as
But these n***as is worried about one thing
Green, n***a
Think about it
Painting on a canvas seems to bigger
And Every time I do I'm thinking 'bout a dream bigger
Busting like a cannon
Waiting for a scene switch ups
Steady blowing up a gram
But ain't ready for these pictures
Me n***a