Kings & Queens (feat. Run The Jewels)
Greetings to all
Ayy
Greetings to all
Uh
Greetings to all
Here from the edge of a wall
Upon a ledge where I'll fall
Might be the way to make sense of it all
Certainly worked for the dog
I'm talking pet of my mama's mama
Grandma mama
Jumped for his life, lost it instead
Didn't like heights, I gotta guess
Liked starving to death even less
Living room was a badly-lit mess
Only inside of the room, there's no breath
Pardon me Carol if I get it wrong
We never met, this is only a song
I heard a story just once with my mom
She said the bottles you held, it ain't last very long
When you gave out no one knew that you gone
Or knew that you couldn't bring food to the dog
Damn, look at that beast licking, gnawing
And it had made her cheeks utter deceased
Little white noise coming out the TV
Warming up, blowing the heat
Door to the balcony cracked just enough to hear
Honking of horns in the street
Wonder how long little Fluffy just stood there
And stared, knowin' it's either he jump or not eat?
Some families don't rise, they drop from the sky
Four little paws and a bark to the gods
Born from the death of a queen in New York
Mama took that but fought with those odds
Insert the blood, Fluffy just jumped
To me, he's always been a hero unsung
Mama jumped too like, "Fuck it, I'm here"
And I'ma jump too like, "Fuck it, let's go"
'Cause I don't really see no other clear road
It's just get dead or grow to get old
Really can't risk not taking that risk
Fluffy done jumped, how am I gon' ditch?
Backflip the fuck off a cliff, lil' bitch
In front of foundation, make a quick wish
RTJ, no fall from grace
Have a great day, get the bag and away, ayy
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The world built a mess to break us made us
Kings and queens
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The world built a mess to break us made us
Kings and queens, kings and queens
Some' 'bout the feel of this beat
Making me think of Denise, that was my mama
Also the Levy and Shonda
But we here by Betty and that story heavy, yeah
But right now the focus is Five-Finger Freddy
Who worked for Big Eddy who drove in a Chevy
The color spaghetti and he sold the lettuce
And lettuce is actually weed, ayy
I know you actually know 'cause
You ain't no actual ho, uh
I had to be about nine at the time
This had to be '84, so
Mama was pretty and Freddy was petty
So he played my mom like a lame
But he did not know that Denise was a beast
She flipped on his ass insane
A stick and a stab, a stick and a stab
He couldn't get ahold of her hand
A stick and a stab, a stick and a stab
My mama was whooping a man
Fuckboy Freddy wasn't ready
Playing with Denise 'bout fetti
Got left bloody and messy
Learnt my lesson, and my lesson was
Be impeccable with your word
Even dope boys on the curb
You a king, say what you mean and mean yo' word
Or you might get fucked up
Left out leaking like Freddy on the side of a curb
With a blood-stained hand
Mama still fit my clothes
Told me, "Stand like a man
And never fold for these hoes"
Look
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The world built a mess to break us made us
Kings and queens
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The world built a mess to break us made us
Kings and queens, kings and queens
The world built a mess to break us made us
Kings and queens, kings and queens
Ayy
Greetings to all
Uh
Greetings to all
Here from the edge of a wall
Upon a ledge where I'll fall
Might be the way to make sense of it all
Certainly worked for the dog
I'm talking pet of my mama's mama
Grandma mama
Jumped for his life, lost it instead
Didn't like heights, I gotta guess
Liked starving to death even less
Living room was a badly-lit mess
Only inside of the room, there's no breath
Pardon me Carol if I get it wrong
We never met, this is only a song
I heard a story just once with my mom
She said the bottles you held, it ain't last very long
When you gave out no one knew that you gone
Or knew that you couldn't bring food to the dog
Damn, look at that beast licking, gnawing
And it had made her cheeks utter deceased
Little white noise coming out the TV
Warming up, blowing the heat
Door to the balcony cracked just enough to hear
Honking of horns in the street
Wonder how long little Fluffy just stood there
And stared, knowin' it's either he jump or not eat?
Some families don't rise, they drop from the sky
Four little paws and a bark to the gods
Born from the death of a queen in New York
Mama took that but fought with those odds
Insert the blood, Fluffy just jumped
To me, he's always been a hero unsung
Mama jumped too like, "Fuck it, I'm here"
And I'ma jump too like, "Fuck it, let's go"
'Cause I don't really see no other clear road
It's just get dead or grow to get old
Really can't risk not taking that risk
Fluffy done jumped, how am I gon' ditch?
Backflip the fuck off a cliff, lil' bitch
In front of foundation, make a quick wish
RTJ, no fall from grace
Have a great day, get the bag and away, ayy
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The world built a mess to break us made us
Kings and queens
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The world built a mess to break us made us
Kings and queens, kings and queens
Some' 'bout the feel of this beat
Making me think of Denise, that was my mama
Also the Levy and Shonda
But we here by Betty and that story heavy, yeah
But right now the focus is Five-Finger Freddy
Who worked for Big Eddy who drove in a Chevy
The color spaghetti and he sold the lettuce
And lettuce is actually weed, ayy
I know you actually know 'cause
You ain't no actual ho, uh
I had to be about nine at the time
This had to be '84, so
Mama was pretty and Freddy was petty
So he played my mom like a lame
But he did not know that Denise was a beast
She flipped on his ass insane
A stick and a stab, a stick and a stab
He couldn't get ahold of her hand
A stick and a stab, a stick and a stab
My mama was whooping a man
Fuckboy Freddy wasn't ready
Playing with Denise 'bout fetti
Got left bloody and messy
Learnt my lesson, and my lesson was
Be impeccable with your word
Even dope boys on the curb
You a king, say what you mean and mean yo' word
Or you might get fucked up
Left out leaking like Freddy on the side of a curb
With a blood-stained hand
Mama still fit my clothes
Told me, "Stand like a man
And never fold for these hoes"
Look
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The world built a mess to break us made us
Kings and queens
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The world built a mess to break us made us
Kings and queens, kings and queens
The world built a mess to break us made us
Kings and queens, kings and queens
Credits
Writer(s): Josh Paul Davis, Jaime Meline, Michael Render, Marlon Irving
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