King
Hop out the whip
Wait for my niggas to spot em
And then we pull out the stick
And tell my niggas I got em
Oh you think it's a game
Until you hit Rock Bottom
It's either CEO SPAID
Or The Ranger that's on em
Time hit zero
The game need a hero
With ice in my vains
You can call me Sub-Zero
Pulling from Deep
Limitless Range
You lacing your shoes
I'm still doing my thang
Yall boys some fronters
We came up from nothing
Why wear a vest
If you know we headhunters
And I always been smart
Never missing the mark
Coming in clutch
Like I'm one of them Starks
Hopped on stage with the Big Cs
Bitches run up in a stampede
Niggas stay waiting on they bestie
I'd rather wait on a check please
Running through the track meet
At half speed
Niggas can't catch me
I'm the flash B
EP on hot streak
Collective on a kill streak
Top of the league
So I guess I'm in the Kill lead
This is not a comeback
More like a throwback
Finna switch lanes
I'm only first gear
Annual things
Like homecoming King
And raising the bar to the atmosphere
I do not care if you're ready
I'm breaking the Levee
That's how I'm making it shake
Run through Lineman
Pressure make diamonds
Walking in water I'm dressed in a lake
Invading your homes
And blowing your phones
Wherever I go we bumping the mix
Throwing it back
And popping a bottle the motto
Whenever we finna get lit
Whenever my team take a win
We doing it big
And take a vacation to snow
The niggas that be hating on us
Be the same ones that's losing
And Ski down the Slopes with they nose
Hail to the king
The one that's making it shake
Hunting down all of the snakes
Collective we give and we take
Come for the crew we putting your head on a stake
I am the King
Head of the Table
And Head of the business
Impossible Feats
Just give me a minute
My feet on the ground
My hands in the game
And my eyes on Ambition
Hopped out the Whip
Wait for my niggas to spot em
And then we pulled out the stick
I told my niggas I got em
You thought it's a game
And then you hit rock bottom
Either collective get paid
Or it's you nigga we robbing
Wait for my niggas to spot em
And then we pull out the stick
And tell my niggas I got em
Oh you think it's a game
Until you hit Rock Bottom
It's either CEO SPAID
Or The Ranger that's on em
Time hit zero
The game need a hero
With ice in my vains
You can call me Sub-Zero
Pulling from Deep
Limitless Range
You lacing your shoes
I'm still doing my thang
Yall boys some fronters
We came up from nothing
Why wear a vest
If you know we headhunters
And I always been smart
Never missing the mark
Coming in clutch
Like I'm one of them Starks
Hopped on stage with the Big Cs
Bitches run up in a stampede
Niggas stay waiting on they bestie
I'd rather wait on a check please
Running through the track meet
At half speed
Niggas can't catch me
I'm the flash B
EP on hot streak
Collective on a kill streak
Top of the league
So I guess I'm in the Kill lead
This is not a comeback
More like a throwback
Finna switch lanes
I'm only first gear
Annual things
Like homecoming King
And raising the bar to the atmosphere
I do not care if you're ready
I'm breaking the Levee
That's how I'm making it shake
Run through Lineman
Pressure make diamonds
Walking in water I'm dressed in a lake
Invading your homes
And blowing your phones
Wherever I go we bumping the mix
Throwing it back
And popping a bottle the motto
Whenever we finna get lit
Whenever my team take a win
We doing it big
And take a vacation to snow
The niggas that be hating on us
Be the same ones that's losing
And Ski down the Slopes with they nose
Hail to the king
The one that's making it shake
Hunting down all of the snakes
Collective we give and we take
Come for the crew we putting your head on a stake
I am the King
Head of the Table
And Head of the business
Impossible Feats
Just give me a minute
My feet on the ground
My hands in the game
And my eyes on Ambition
Hopped out the Whip
Wait for my niggas to spot em
And then we pulled out the stick
I told my niggas I got em
You thought it's a game
And then you hit rock bottom
Either collective get paid
Or it's you nigga we robbing
Credits
Writer(s): Ngai Ukweli
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