Crown the King (Outro) (feat. Dexx)
I got a glock by my arm
Grew up in this shit
Street game so fuckin lit
You can't cross a G
I'm a king I need a crown
All your rappers bow
500 G's flex on my chain
Nigga can't complain
Mind on a fuckin milli
I feel high and it's chilly
She do it like she rirri
Made me sleep on her titties
She suck it good and she leak it
Dripping hard this my rolly
First time we fucked in my rarri
Next day she got a Ferrari
Shawty started feeling me
But then I don't wanna love
I got a glock by my arm
Grew up in this shit
Street game so fuckin lit
You can't cross a G
I'm a king I need a crown
All your rappers bow
500 G's flex on my chain
Nigga can't complain
Niggah I'm the king
My shit clean you can't complain
Chasing the paper again
In the game I know I reign
I ain't Workin just to gain
I make 6 figures a day
Ain't working for the pay
All my shit I do my way
Niggah never go astray
I don't care what fuckers say
Fear no man I don't lie
To my God I bow and pray
In this evil world to stay
Working for the bread all day
Niggas fake you got no say
Cross a Gangster u gone pay
I got a glock by my arm
Grew up in this shit
Street game so fuckin lit
You can't cross a G
I'm a king I need a crown
All your rappers bow
500 G's flex on my chain
Nigga can't complain
Grew up in this shit
Street game so fuckin lit
You can't cross a G
I'm a king I need a crown
All your rappers bow
500 G's flex on my chain
Nigga can't complain
Mind on a fuckin milli
I feel high and it's chilly
She do it like she rirri
Made me sleep on her titties
She suck it good and she leak it
Dripping hard this my rolly
First time we fucked in my rarri
Next day she got a Ferrari
Shawty started feeling me
But then I don't wanna love
I got a glock by my arm
Grew up in this shit
Street game so fuckin lit
You can't cross a G
I'm a king I need a crown
All your rappers bow
500 G's flex on my chain
Nigga can't complain
Niggah I'm the king
My shit clean you can't complain
Chasing the paper again
In the game I know I reign
I ain't Workin just to gain
I make 6 figures a day
Ain't working for the pay
All my shit I do my way
Niggah never go astray
I don't care what fuckers say
Fear no man I don't lie
To my God I bow and pray
In this evil world to stay
Working for the bread all day
Niggas fake you got no say
Cross a Gangster u gone pay
I got a glock by my arm
Grew up in this shit
Street game so fuckin lit
You can't cross a G
I'm a king I need a crown
All your rappers bow
500 G's flex on my chain
Nigga can't complain
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Mwarabu
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