[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