King of Shillington

Flannel hoodie and some timberlands
Don't give a fuck about your man
Cause that bitch a fan
Ask my other mans if he know you
I don't do new friends
I'm sticking with my team cause they already know the plan
Do you understand?
Got my phone in right
Wouldn't dap you with my other hand
I'm getting British pounds way before I was selling grams
Now I got my city going crazy I'm in high demand
Now I got my city going crazy I'm in high demand
Shillington, PA

I want my city on the fucking map
I've been saying Reading cause these people don't know where it's at
I'm a nigga from the suburbs and let me tell you that
No ones better than the king my nigga that's a fucking fact
Hold up wait, who is that?
Just another nigga probably thinking he can fucking rap
Bought a mic and speakers, smoked some weed, so he gon' say he traps
I know everyone around here nigga you ain't got no straps
Nigga cut that shit out
Cappin to just get clout
Fuck is you talking 'bout
Realest nigga word of mouth
Turn me up or pipe down
Shining in the light now
Looking at me like how
A graduate from SoundCloud
Remember stupid
I've been making music
You've been in school clueless
Blowing out that mucus
I've been blowing loud
So I see the future
And I do this
I ain't new to this

King of Shillington I crowned myself it got them mad
By last summer I dropped 30 tracks I was in my bag
Shut up pussy this is my time now I gotta brag
Ain't nobody want smoke with me
When I rap they wave their flags
So I left them in the past
Remember I did digi dash
Yeah my first song was so ass
Now the government should pay me cause I'm taking out the trash
I finish first and you finish last
Man you niggas is so fucking sad
Guess I'll end this rap like that
I don't gang bang no concept is my set
I'm a CEO and you your mamas pet



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Mitchell
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