King

I need more than the keys, I been kicking through the door
Big bag, steady upping up the score
I need more, I need more
I been running through a sack, and I still need more
Need to look at my team, see who's holding up they own
Cut the dead weight, close up any holes
I need more, I need more
If you trying to be the greatest, if they ain't great then cut them off

I had to take a look at my roster
Dead weight, cut them out, now we looking stronger
Had people who was using me, and using all my tools
Now we riding around with tools, and we put them under proper
Got shooters on payroll
I don't need to play, no
I'm the fuckin' king, so it goes how I say so
Came to take the game, they gon' hand it over pronto
Prayin' that I stop applying pressure, I won't stop no
Two shots, for any coupe top, of Daps ops
Keep a padlock, in the stash spot
Where we stash our, cash pot
Need to ask, I don't ask y'all
If I'm that hot
I just check my app & cash out
I done made so much money off my name, you better ask 'bout me
Rollin' through the city, like I own the key
They asking how I did, yup it's only me
Now I built my team up, like Pat Riley

I keep it g
I don't need no snakes around my fuckin' family
I need to keep it a stack, with my whole fuckin' team
I could never be a peasant, neither could those who roll with me
Cuz we some motherfuckin' kings
I keep it g
I don't need nobody, shit, all I got is me
I cut some people off who wasn't pulling weight
Now my team strong enough to take the fuckin' game
We some motherfuckin' kings

I had brothers, switch up
Friends switch up
And I'm the villain in they story, so it ain't adding up
I had bros pillow talking, talking stupid, yeah that tough
And they mad about something that was never yours
But they mad, stay mad
I'm cruising to the cash
I done did a lot for all of y'all, when it was all I had
Then I lost it all, thinking I had y'all behind my back
Then I started looking back, and I had less than half
And they hating, they say they made me
But it's the other way around, ain't it crazy
I'm the bloodline, motherfuckers lazy
They trying to get fed the bread, when they ain't make it
I'm tired of holding my tongue
I won't hold it no more
And I been in my bag, hope that you in yours
I ain't giving no handouts, so worry about yours
And the ones who stayed solid, we taking over of course

I keep it g
I don't need no snakes around my fuckin' family
I need to keep it a stack, with my whole fuckin' team
I could never be a peasant, neither could those who roll with me
Cuz we some motherfuckin' kings
I keep it g
I don't need nobody, shit, all I got is me
I cut some people off who wasn't pulling weight
Now my team strong enough to take the fuckin' game
We some motherfuckin' kings



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Writer(s): Dylan Daponte
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