KiU - DeMarcus Cousins lyrics

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KiU - DeMarcus Cousins lyrics

[Verse 1] 6 Bricks Go For 15, That's DeMarcus Cousins Young n***as Got Big Dreams, They Tryna Take It From Us Drop The Work On A Triple Beam, Now We Talkin' Numbers For The Verse I Tax n***as That's 30-30 I Need All Hundreds In The City That Never Sleeps All My n***as Tryna Sell A Key All My n***as Wanna See Me Make It All My n***as Gonna Pray For Me From The Gutter Never Had sh** 7 Mill When The Deal Come I Got A Problem Bro Gone k** Some Pouring Henny For The Real Ones White Girl Bag The Weed Up, White Girl Call Me Slave Master Tryna Get It Like Pastor Young, Young GOD Seen It All Happen Brooklyn Is What I Stand For Gotta Heat The City I'm A Human Torch Me and Lil Hopped Off The Porch Hit The Streets and Got Paid After Ima Do It My Self Man, Make Sure My Fam Straight The Double Barrow Give You Two A Piece, Two A Piece Like A Cellmate I Don't Beef I Just Do My Thang, Apply The Pressure Then My Mood Change A Lotta n***as Out Here Too Fake, I'm Just Tryna Start A New Wave [Chorus][2x] I'm A King Like DeMarcus Cousins, I Need Rings Like DeMarcus Cousins I Ain't Looking For A Buzzer Beater I Just Play My Lane Like DeMarcus Cousins Ship The Work For A Couple Hundred, To Kentucky Like DeMarcus Cousins Got The Family At The Round Table Tryna Make It Happen We Just Talking Numbers [Verse 2] I Ain't In It For Fame I Came To f** Up The Game I'm Going Hard In The Paint I'm Going Hard In The Paint I Make A Stack Off A Play I Put It All In The Safe If You Want Beef Then Let's Play Shoot At Your Whip Then I Skate Ball On Em Fadeaway Told My Son To Put The Glock Away, Show Em What That KD Can Do I'm On The Lower East Side Getting Faded In Coupes I Gave The Drug Money Up, My Rap Check Came Through New Year New You But We Don't Honor You n***as If It's Beef You n***as Food and We Bring Harm To You n***a Fur Coats All Winter Grabbing Bags All Summer I Throw The Ones At The b**hes and Treat My Shooters Like Brothers I Do This sh** For My Mother, Learned The Game From My Father I'm Rudy Gay with The 30, I'll Let My Boy Do The Honors I'm Just Stacking My Commas Got No Time For These b**hes If I Ever Go Broke Then We Getting Back To The Kitchen [Chorus]