Young Roddy - King Pin lyrics

[Intro: Chris Rock] TIRED of n***as! Tired, tired, tired, tired, tired of n***as man! DAMN man! You know what the worst thing about n***as? n***as always want some credit for some sh** they supposed to do For some sh** they just supposed to do A n***a will brag about some sh** a normal man just doesn't A n***a will say some sh** like, "I take care of my kids." You're supposed to, you dumb motherf**er! [Verse 1: Young Roddy] Uh- I trade it all for a piece of mind My baby mama tripping said I'm wastin my time Said I need to quit this rap sh** and find myself a job Where da love? Where da love? They gone shoot a n***a down You climb up out that bucket they gone pull that n***a down She claimin she my n***a man that used to be my realm But like this one track I made Charge it to the game Had to get it out the mud They say hard work pay And I can't even lie I been working like a slave I turn water into wine, I turn crumbs into bread And I know any day could be a n***a last day Got some sh** in my vault that I'ma take to my grave But on another note don't get me twisted like no dread From a city where dem n***as ain't playin they just sprayin Tryna come up bit it feel like you walk in that quicksand This lil man sure got some big plans [Hook X2:] This da come up This da come up This da come up The come up This da come up This da come up The come up This da come up This da come up The come up This da come up [Verse 2:] Uh- b**h, I'm a king pin with this ink pen I'm so hood, Khaled I shoulda made that remix Its bling bling with these 10 Jesus pieces Was raised in that church house my grandpa was a deacon You swimmin' in that water don't get eaten You beefin' with them n***as don't get caught sleepin' I spit crack boy my flow should be illegal n***a Whip it whip it this coke'll take a beatin' Cool n***a but I roll with my heater Fly n***a spread my wings like an eagle Used to ride dirty with John-John in his Regal Uncle bull said "Don't ever bite that hand that feed you" Even a preacher gotta practice where they preachin' That 949 boy them n***as getting leavin One life to life so I roll with my nina Hopin that'll save me, in the hood ain't sh** gravy, but [Hook X2:] [Outro:] Uh- I'm a kingpin win this ink pen Cali I shoulda made that remix Bling bling with these 10 Jesus pieces