King Me

I stay wit the strap
(Stay wit the strap)

Herd you was looking to find me

Keep running ya mouth
You chattin so much didnt see i had shooters behind me

Back to back when we shoot like the Navy
Thats a 40 but sound like a 80

Thank the lord
4 Providing me
Safety

Came witta glove
I got it from cuz

You know it dont come wit no safety

Play wit the drugs
Get it on blood

Gotta stay high
The sky the limit
Aint no regrets i was litt every Minute

Check out my pedigree
Bitches be saying im doggin em

But never went ona walk wit um
Watch how i walk wit it
Wasn't the eagle the did it

Be in the A
Wit the K
Then i post post wit it

I talk like the king of NY
Came witta knife, bring you a fork

Fuck wit supreme, never and court

Keep it a Buc
Gave em a short



Credits
Writer(s): Eman Levine
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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