Aye Junior ML - Long Overdue

I'm the realest I'm the king of my town
I got everybody feigning for my sound
And imma serve it to 'em like some crack cocaine
I wish a nigga would get up in my way
I'm the realest I'm the king of my town
I got everybody feigning for my sound
And imma serve it to 'em like some crack cocaine
I wish a nigga would get up in my way
Commissioner just called my phone said what's the wait
I told him it's probably gone be a couple days
I'm tryna balance all this shit that's on my plate
I'm making moves I don't even wanna say
I run it up so I can pull up in that coupe
Turn it over baby you know what to do
It's been a minute since I got out what's the move
I split the profits with my niggas that's the crew
I'm number one like Devin Booker yea you know
I done been through shit you wouldn't even know of
Big chains on me they like woah
I'm in a foreign switching lanes I can't slow up
Pop out at the party with the bros
We gone pull up in a rover
Jumping like Jeff Hardy off the ropes
Feel like John Cena imma soldier
I got them O's all on my check I'm blowing smoke
I got some chains that make me choke up
Rocking Milano Di Rouge all on my clothes
None of my niggas never fold
Long overdue been waiting for the perfect time
Been feeling like I'm Wayne I got money on my mind yeah
I'm bouta take a trip to Cali with the gang
We was unknown now everybody know our name
I'm the realest I'm the king of my town
I got everybody feigning for my sound
And imma serve it to 'em like some crack cocaine
I wish a nigga would get up in my way
I'm the realest I'm the king of my town
I got everybody feigning for my sound
And imma serve it to 'em like some crack cocaine
I wish a nigga would get up in my way
Got a lotta bands lotta bands lotta bags
If I pop up on 'em now I pop up with a lot of racks yea
Lotta bands lotta bands lotta bags
If I pop up on 'em now I pop up with a lot of racks
It's push to start whenever I hop in that coupe
And I'm the type to spend a hunnid on some jewels
The Kawasaki doing donuts in them dunes
That new Ferrari do two hunnid when I move
Don't wanna go to sleep yea I can't close my eyes
Never slow my roll I been on my grind
Throw a hoodie on when it's cold outside
I'm always on the go I never know where I'm going

Written by:
Erik Williams Jr

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