Kon Psychedelic - stop calling me AK

Tell them hoes I go by Mr. P now
Yeah that's what my name is
So stop calling me AK
I hate people screaming AK, AK, AK all the time
My name is Kon Psychedelic
Yeah that's what my name is
Y'all better get used to it
I'm here and you gotta deal with it
Shoutout to my brother Shish, let's go

I want my name back, so stop calling me AK
I want my game back, so start calling me KP
Split me fitty-fitty, take the good one outta me
Send him back to Ajmer coz I'm happy being a freak
Happy being alone, happy to be able to see
Dr. Dre and Fitty Fitty and The Game inside of me
Now see the EM-IN-EM in me, Hip-Hop just came inside of me
50, Common, Pac, Biggie, EM, G-Unit, Nas, Jiggy
Borrowed lyrics, stole their beats and stole their style
Gold it for a while
Now I lack chains, unlike Game I lack fame
I jack his name, Jayceon Terrell Taylor
Put it in my lyrics so that I can sound the same
Wanted to sound like 50 first but now things have changed
All I want is a studio in my city shit
Now ain't no Crip, ain't no Blood
Ain't no crossfire stories from the hood
If I could, I just would be a Gangsta, do some good
Now, what's that good? stab and grab, looking for a fix
Maybe grab a hoe, be a PIMP
Or maybe catch a foe, time to be a real G
No not me, monami, I'm just happy being KP
Now tell me, isn't it weird, now tell me, isn't it weird
My lyrics hopping off this page, everything disappeared
Now everything disappeared? yeah everything disappeared
Yeah everything disappeared, haan

I want my name back, so stop calling me AK
I want my game back, so start calling me KP
Yeah that's Kon Psychedelic
You better make a note of it
Make a note of it

Written by:
Akash Chaturvedi

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