Magix King - Scribblings lyrics

We came to takeover, like it or not the grinding don't stop Until I'm retiring my pops and my mom on a yacht Then I'm working on the city that I'm from Where us kings hung, spitting ill verses since we was young Stayed with cash but never flashed, smarter than the rest of them Yup, now that's how it's done I remember when I was younger motivated by my hunger And drive, to straight surprise any n***a on the rise Closely watching for wolves in a sheep skin disguise And just in case they plotting off the deep end I dive While you sleep in I ride, up that latter I climb Getting better every line, chasing cheddar til it's mine You say money can't buy what? n***a stop lying, let's try it I play the game every week, n***a I don't by it How you gone try and hustle a hustler I been all about my business since David Ruffin was roughing the Females, since Tina Turner learned to swing well Man, you better pay attention to details You don't know the wars that I'm battling and dealing with You just think I'm babbling cause you don't comprehend the sh** Comprehension of my composition will keep a n***a having a pot to piss in Just so happens I make you want to listen, run and diss him Aye, well I guess that's just the way it go But if you step to me doubting the flow I think that you should know I ain't saying I turned atheist believers But I'm known to spit bars that's colder than Keyshia I'm from the city of lost souls where foes could be ya bros You turn into Sherlock Holmes just to see he right under ya nose Stinkin' like what the f** n***as be thinking They turn on you so fast I don't even like blinking Cause in the blink of an eye Ya guy, ya right hand man, could be standing on the stand Giving every little detail of the plan like damn Thats why my caravan is a band full of loyal n***as, royal n***as Kings and Queens man we some spoiled n***as Claiming you the sh** well we ain't f**in wit ya toilet n***a You see the 2-3 runs through me And they try to bring me down cause i been high like cooley And the groupies, like who he Well sh** you'll never know unless I spit a flow Or you hear my voice on the radio Or make the choice to play me though Cause if you pick apart these bars You will eventually see some scars You will eventually see my story as I meant it Writing as I grow because my life was never scripted Road to the riches and I'm praying my dreams will meet me at the finish And then I'm finished We came to takeover, like it or not the grinding don't stop Until I'm retiring my pops and my mom on a yacht Then I'm working on the city that I'm from Where us kings hung, spitting ill verses since we was young