Cole Tindal - King lyrics

[Verse] (They tell you) Get in line, do the things that they want you to do Follow everything they say I hope my movement'll suit you Matter fact, I been hoping it don't Cause I know that they can't affect me yeah I'm knowing they won't I won't follow their code I'm clocking out on rap standards Need to be indecent so I disrespect on following manners I'm acting out throwing tantrums Ripping the canvas Their fingers sticky and poisonous Battle me its a hazard I got the armor on Shield of faith sword it'll cut into every Motion or allegation of evil, rebu*tal on any Frontline to make me stop moving or fall I don't want the crown, know that I ain't following y'all I stand tall, He's holding me up Y'all better adjust We tough you ain't shutting us up Looked the temptress right in the eyes and said “run” They coming at me and they loaded and they telling me [Hook] You gotta be the King, nice clothes, nice shoes, break rules Smoke this, drink this, man it's all about you be the King Y'all can't tell me who I am, interfering with the plan Coming at my God's dangerous for you, he's the King Come and do it like this, sign the dotted line Live to my design, let your moral mind slip, be the king I've already got a spot on the team You can give your best shot but you're off I ain't gotta be the king [Verse 2] Boy I can tell you want me in the trenches Sleeping on the benches Seeking money from your evil Cooking lies up in my kitchen I'm not in a position to say that I've never listened Or acted based on your words, just following your prescription You're not gonna catch a man slipping Or be like every rapper out there, tripping Given you might catch a man switching up the cadence he's ripping Dipping in the church faith living Truth being told you ain't stopping me, ain't gonna drop lost in your commas You ain't allowed in my thoughts I'm not locked in your coffin I'm fine with pa**ing on flexing I hit up the mall To get a cinnamon roll at Cinnabon with my mom And I'll provide you no apology Obvious I'm unusual They may wanna copy me Hope my movement's amusing you I ain't gotta try and be better than dudes I'm fine with being the kid in his own line What that means is it's my own line got my own time and that's so fine On my own clock on my own dime Got the new rhymes and the old rhymes it's a gold mine It's mind blowing cause I know I don't fit I don't need any approval or validation for this I'm get to the next track and ain't no making him quit Got a drive that is taking me anywhere it's a lyft And the driver got the direction I just follow his list And ain't no stopping kid knowing who he is, man [Hook] You gotta be the King, nice clothes, nice shoes, break rules Smoke this, drink this, man it's all about you be the King Y'all can't tell me who I am, interfering with the plan Coming at my God's dangerous for you, he's the King Come and do it like this, sign the dotted line Live to my design, let your moral mind slip, be the king I've already got a spot on the team You can give your best shot but you're off I ain't gotta be the king