King Living (feat. Al Cood)
I got no time for these haters, I'm too busy gettin' paid
I'm livin' it like a boss, they stuck in they jealous ways
They say I'm too greedy, but I can't help but do the same
Keep flexin' on em', Al Cood told me let's win
They say I'm too flashy, but I'm just livin' my life
I shout, not apologize for my success and my drive
Makin' these moves every day, thought I was coachin
How I'm burstin' plays, busy chasin' dreams
You niggas, busy chasin' fake, like damn nigga
Why your mama raise the panko
Put more bread on your head than all you got, so lay low
I'm stackin' up my shabbat as haters
Can't stop all these drives, all these critics talkin
They steady watchin' me rise, this that king lift
They stuck up in they misery
While I'm busy printin' cash, these niggas busy listenin
They say I'm too braggadocious, my fault your drip atrocious
All these sad rappers stuck in they emotions
Man, fuck these blue texts and these algorithms
My money machine melodies in check
I be addin' rhythms, smash porn chicks
And runes with no cameras in them, it's nothin
I done had badder women with no bragging needed
Your lack of confidence makes you view alpha seated
Man, beat it, this that king lift
They stuck up in they misery
While I'm busy printin' cash, these niggas busy listenin
They say I'm too braggadocious, my fault your drip atrocious
All these sad rappers stuck in they emotions
This that king lift
This that, this that king lift
I'm livin' it like a boss, they stuck in they jealous ways
They say I'm too greedy, but I can't help but do the same
Keep flexin' on em', Al Cood told me let's win
They say I'm too flashy, but I'm just livin' my life
I shout, not apologize for my success and my drive
Makin' these moves every day, thought I was coachin
How I'm burstin' plays, busy chasin' dreams
You niggas, busy chasin' fake, like damn nigga
Why your mama raise the panko
Put more bread on your head than all you got, so lay low
I'm stackin' up my shabbat as haters
Can't stop all these drives, all these critics talkin
They steady watchin' me rise, this that king lift
They stuck up in they misery
While I'm busy printin' cash, these niggas busy listenin
They say I'm too braggadocious, my fault your drip atrocious
All these sad rappers stuck in they emotions
Man, fuck these blue texts and these algorithms
My money machine melodies in check
I be addin' rhythms, smash porn chicks
And runes with no cameras in them, it's nothin
I done had badder women with no bragging needed
Your lack of confidence makes you view alpha seated
Man, beat it, this that king lift
They stuck up in they misery
While I'm busy printin' cash, these niggas busy listenin
They say I'm too braggadocious, my fault your drip atrocious
All these sad rappers stuck in they emotions
This that king lift
This that, this that king lift
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Ramirez
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