King Kush - Like Rocky

Grimy niggas we be hustling for cash
Grimy niggas we be hustlin for Dough
Grind the streets given a fuck about hoes
Chopping corners in your hood or in a bando
Staying Strapped we be cutting that coco
It's KingKush we moving slow mo
Stacking cash Rolled up in a bank roll
Living Life symphony on a banjo
Fashioned up designer that's for sure
JEWELRY shinning DolceNGabbana my oder
My team get money ain't got no freeloaders
Remember I was broke and I was never sober
Now I walk around wit chip on a shoulder
I been blessed put to da the test now I'm on a quest
Hating ass niggas wanna see KingKush laid to rest
I wear a vest so them slugs don't hit my chest
I open shows in rap game no contest
World champion I be feeling like rocky
Yaa I be feeling like Rocky
World champion I be feeling like rocky
Yaa I be feeling like Rocky
In Forestcity we stay busy N blocks be tizzy
Your girl be looking I know she wanna get jiggy
Its all on me tell her that it ain't no biggie
She DTF I be down for a quickie
Back to business I be tryna stack a milli
Work overtime stacking hundreds Robert Borden
Dunking on bitches I be feeling like Michael Jordan
Remember i was chained they had to call the warden
Now celebrating drinking gin N bourbon
Knowing nothing guaranteed N nothings certain
Standing ovations applause close curtains
I'm Commander in chief self-proclaimed king khalif
Know that I'm a soldier and I be knocking out teeth
Tryna climb da ladder from underneath
Marching for victory and I been chosen to lead
World champion I be feeling like rocky
Yaa I be feeling like Rocky
World champ I be feeling like rocky
Yaa I be feeling like Rocky
Your girl is nice but she ain't nothing kosher
She Cold as ice, I be wearing goose fur
I Hit it once dumped her no disclosure
It wasn't me so I pulled a shaggy
Its Kingkush she call me daddy
A thick chick ya she a baddie
Mean Attitude she get it from mommy
Short temper might start tsunami
I'm her Clyde and she be my Bonnie
She got them girls singing where's my Johnny
In the streets I be John Gotti
Bribing fiends wit some hush money
Making ends meet feeding hungry tummies
World champion I be feeling like rocky
Yea I be feeling like Rocky

Written by:
GIDDO TOTO

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