King to a Godd
When I was thirteen
I was gettin' to the green
Had regression towards the mean
'Cause it kept me from bein' seen
Now I'm fifteen
Still gettin' to the bag
I got more than I never had
And I got no need to brag (Nigga)
So what's a king to a god
Feelin' like the realest motha' fucka' alive
Kill a nigga 'fore I let 'em push me aside
'Cause bitch I'm tryna break even
Even over the odds (Nigga)
These rhymes that I spit, shit
This shit is critical
Murdered the beat, and the mic
Now he a criminal
Hysterical, how these niggas think they havin' me
Historical, is all them niggas scraped with me
Nigga
Now what's a king to a god
Feelin' like the realist motha' fucka' alive
Kill a nigga 'fore I let 'em push me aside
'Cause bitch I'm tryna break even
Even over the odds (Nigga)
Now what's a king to a god
Feelin' like the realist motha' fucka' alive
Kill a nigga 'fore I let 'em push me aside
'Cause bitch I'm tryna break even
Even over the odds (Nigga)
Now what's a king to a god
Feelin' like the realist motha' fucka' alive
Kill a nigga 'fore I let 'em push me aside
'Cause bitch I'm tryna break even
Even over the odds (Nigga)
I was gettin' to the green
Had regression towards the mean
'Cause it kept me from bein' seen
Now I'm fifteen
Still gettin' to the bag
I got more than I never had
And I got no need to brag (Nigga)
So what's a king to a god
Feelin' like the realest motha' fucka' alive
Kill a nigga 'fore I let 'em push me aside
'Cause bitch I'm tryna break even
Even over the odds (Nigga)
These rhymes that I spit, shit
This shit is critical
Murdered the beat, and the mic
Now he a criminal
Hysterical, how these niggas think they havin' me
Historical, is all them niggas scraped with me
Nigga
Now what's a king to a god
Feelin' like the realist motha' fucka' alive
Kill a nigga 'fore I let 'em push me aside
'Cause bitch I'm tryna break even
Even over the odds (Nigga)
Now what's a king to a god
Feelin' like the realist motha' fucka' alive
Kill a nigga 'fore I let 'em push me aside
'Cause bitch I'm tryna break even
Even over the odds (Nigga)
Now what's a king to a god
Feelin' like the realist motha' fucka' alive
Kill a nigga 'fore I let 'em push me aside
'Cause bitch I'm tryna break even
Even over the odds (Nigga)
Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Tabon
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