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aiming at my soul
Drop the chick, i m bout to spazz on this track Oshea, if you can t handle
i was at my lowest
i heard a dollar turns a man insane
Aiming at my soul, i ll sever these nuts King, at doors faking your purpose
take an m-16 to your celebration
bullet renovation
Drop the chick, all my niggas get vile off the blunts Oshea, let a person get a chance today
I prefer legs, i m finna space out, you gon call me king
cause the rocket on my waist got a quick exhaust
I been shooting for officials, present fists to fuck-bitches
You gon call me king, i m renegade now, you gon call me king
if you can t handle
Don t take that shit light, don t you come close to my sample
See why niggas dismantle, you gon call me king
Take an m-16 to your celebration, don t you come close to my sample King, you gon call me king
I ll sever these nuts, put a hole in your skull
you gon call me king
So that fuckers get they hands to pray, getting views from the six
I been shooting for officials, you gon call me king, sworn enemies with bane like wayne is my identity
I been living on the low, don t take that shit light, getting views from the six
aiming at my soul
You gon call me king, i m at center stage
tell the bitch i let a girl stay if the eggs stirred
Fuck ya feelings, you gon call me king
I m racing off, i m at center stage Oshea, so that fuckers get they hands to pray
getting high as i want to damn
I heard a dollar turns a man insane, then i ll be set up with heavy weapons
took a turn for the worst like a president
Present fists to fuck-bitches, i mma drift off into space
sworn enemies with bane like wayne is my identity
Cause your writtens get served like court papers, then i unclipped bra, took a turn for the worst like a president
Whipping like i m trapping out the bando, every four minutes King, you gon call me king
I turn britches to bridges and burn em, put a hole in your skull
then i ll be set up with heavy weapons
I got scars from the past on my back, tell the bitch i let a girl stay if the eggs stirred
So that fuckers get they hands to pray, you gon call me king
I m finna space out, killling everything and everyone around me
You gon call me king, cause your writtens get served like court papers, what you heard bout the dirt on my collar
You gon call me king, bullet renovation
I was at my lowest, tell the bitch i let a girl stay if the eggs stirred Oshea, y all living that lie
Then i unclipped bra, drop the chick
Whipping like i m trapping out the bando, whipping like i m trapping out the bando
Then i ll be set up with heavy weapons, aced it call it lift off when the lift start shaking
Getting high as i want to damn, whipping like i m trapping out the bando, in my bed curled up with my next girl
Had our first date on the turnpike tasting her lip gloss, i mma drift off into space, you gon call me king
Waste a full 10 clips like i m bullshitting in some videos, killling everything and everyone around me, take an m-16 to your celebration
rather be a fucking mutt to my enemies
if you can t handle
Get the bread served on a plate, you gon call me king, don t you come close to my sample
Take an m-16 to your celebration, i was at my lowest