King Tev - Where's My Crown

I'm all about the money nigga fuck the fame
Say it every song you know it ain't a fuckin game
But you can have the spotlight that's y'all lane
I'm still sittin court side at the ball games
Even better cause these niggas don't know me
He retired but I'm ballin like Kobe
Long nose on the gun that's Ginobili
Shooting like I'm open
Long range you get hit from the nosebleeds
Coming for the money like these niggas owe me
Say you really bout it nigga you gone have to show me
Think I'm giving up well you niggas don't know me
Flash the wrist now yo bitch wanna blow me
She slipped up told a nigga where you hide at
I Call Biggs like nigga where that 9 at
I found his spot so you know where we riding at
He like "damn bro tell me how you found that"
I fucked his bitch lil bro never mind that just make sure you keep that 9 where his spine at
Nina busting I ain't talkin bout a climax
I Made a deal for the kill like a contract
I got skill wit the steel when its combat
Strapped up like them niggas where Saddam at
When it's beef I'm the one that niggas contact
Cause I'm quick to put the strap where his mind at
One shot head shot double tap dead shot
Got aim no need for a red dot
On fire boy I'm red hot
I'm killin these niggas
Something ain't right I ain't feelin these niggas
They fake and they phony no real in these niggas
I do not know how y'all can deal with these niggas
Got beef then I'm bringing the milli to niggas
These niggas don't really want war wit me
It's over for niggas for sure if we beef
They won't catch me slipping I'm ridin that Draco be going wit me
Came with FirstString yea them boys with me
Rez in the city acting bad
Tellin bitches shuuuuttt uuuppppp and smack em on the ass
Any nigga looking for me tell em pull up on the Ave
I ain't hiding I'm on Bangor probably smoking on some gas
Got a fifth of Patron up in the whip
Bino pullin up wit some hoes up in the whip
Freak bitches all them hoes is suckin dick
Patron got me feelin good so a nigga on tip
Take a bitch in the Bando tell her strip
Only open yo mouth when you suckin my dick bitch
Since a lil nigga I been rollin totin big shit
Put you niggas boxes together like a pic stitch
Niggas wanna fight I can call on Big Rich
Boy so big one punch feel like a hit stick
Stuffing 2 grams in one blunt you can't hit this
All facts if I ain't the man what you call that
You cuffin bitches I'll hit and never call back
Bitch I'm the plug run off you gone crawl back
Ain't no love ain't no deals I need all that
Ain't no love ain't no deals I need all that
Had to say it twice so you niggas know it's meant
Shopping with the King'll be money well spent
Money what I'm chasing Ima catch that shit
Real niggas can show you how to stretch that shit
Like Calicoe that lil money we a bet that shit
Calicoe fully loaded I'll wreck that shit
Give me my crown or Ima take that shit
I'm the real King and I ain't gotta fake that shit
It's First String nigga

Written by:
Tevin Hill

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