King Cris - Backflips

Yeah yeah
I just want to live
Man I just want to vibe
But I get told to reroute where I'm going everytime
I promise, never lie
We should act like family we supposed to share the pie
I tried a little bit of everything
Second guess again I'll do my own thing
I don't make this art to please the people
Accounted for the fact that money's evil or just the love of it
Separating that is more than a challenge that I'm ready for
But you can see I'm moving without millions if we check the score
You asking is there more
Mute that negativity
How dare you be
Fronting like support is your priority
Wrote this through the holidays
This holy like nativity
Natively I speak in bars of sixteenths
And do myself it's instinct
I leave these rappers in a veggie state
They Boyz In The Sink
You know what I think
I'm doing great you see the cheese coming out of this
With the way they trip over me switching lanes
Overreacting like it's the apocalypse
End of the world and back with the raps
I never uttered a curse, you conversing behind my back
Late night shift on the regular I always bring home a rack
And you always gotta say something so I hide it back in my bag
Where I've always been
Then again I fowl out and regain
My position and think of the mission I'm on when I stroke the pen
It's a ten out of ten
Landed it
Stuck it with style too
It's a marathon I know your boy just completed lap twenty-two
What can they do
Sit back, don't say nothing and present me my Grammy when I turn thirty-two
But that will not satisfy
We gotta go high
No marijuana
Colder than the coldest in my blood, that's an iguana
But you cold blooded
C'mon you know you love it
I got no shame now y'all should probably get to running
Before I start to gun it
That right there was in reference to the game
Shoutout anyone who was throwing shade on the name
I'm sure it could be explained if I never put out the tape
And continued this as a hobby
But 20K made it plain, still
I'm not here for the fame
But your attention gravitate to accolades and imagery
That's a shame
Asking for more than I can manage
If I fall I'll bring a bandage
Keep it flowing like a river despite every disadvantage
I don't do gymnastics
So why you asking me to do these backflips
Thought you wanted me to be my own man
Promise, Nana, I'm doing the best I can
Your son been the first King Cris stan
Baby give your man some time I'm working
Just being myself I think it's working
I think it's working

Written by:
Cristopher Lewis

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