Pioneer Music Group - K.I.N.G.'z (feat. Hollywood Fos, Sylint & Jamaiquon)

Yea
Jus bang yo head to this
Niggaz token huntin and we tryna get a million
Strugglin wit pieces niggaz passin billions
Yea they riggin the elections and they knockin down buildings
And im still out here grinding like i didnt even feel it
A nigga gotta pay da mortgage taxes almost due
And the Fall collection droppin so the album almost thru
Bro its long overdue
I felt like i let down my crew
I just wanna do it right and not make any sudden moves
I feel like they fell asleep on
Watched em turn a leaf on me
See me up in public
They dont even wanna speak to me
They tight i stay on 10 and i fuck they bitches easily
Im tryna stay on chill
But like track meets i keep a heat
We can both beef for free or we can beat the beat really
All of PMG is wit me
All my Pioneers got semis
Its the dresscode
Ear, Neck, Wrist Chilly
Yea its the dresscode
Ear, Neck, Wrist Chilly
No gas but im makin the deposits at the bank
A lil blood money never hurt the balance of the game
Got a hollow tip for you if you saucin down my name
Cross me and you aint goin back the way that you came
Im a K.I.N.G King
Im a K.I.N.G King
Im a K.I.N.G King
Come with every Army you can bring
Yea, they treat me a pawn
They think its a game
So its time to get it on
I'm aimin for they brains
Like a zombie
Fuck I'm gettin raunchy
Call me Enola gay for the way that I bomb beats
Bomb g
I was born in a basement
Came up for the bottom
Tired of being patient, where's the doctor better call em
Before I shot call it
They gave me one shot
So I took my shot in that dark and hit my target
Bullseye bitch
What i gotta do next
Like a tie im noosin loose necks
If you got an S on yo chest
I'm got kryptonite in my flesh
And melanin in my blood
If you salty eat on these slugs
From me you gets no love
So what
If I use to be a peasant now I'm comin for that crown
I was born royalty I just got lot in the crowd
Your knights couldn't rook with my castle on your best day
I'll have my Queen knock your off tha board
Checkmate
Im a K.I.N.G King
Im a K.I.N.G King
Im a K.I.N.G King
Come with every Army you can bring
Bitch I'm coming wit the hate now
Dressed up like dang clown
And I'm high than a bihh in the sky like a skrange cloud
Boy my mind is amazing
Hypnotized on a rise and I send it on itz way proud
Lil bitch nigga say sumn
Get the gauge on a rage and decapitate ya face wow
Leave a fuck nigga face down
Hold up turn the base down
I ain't really need a breath but
I'ma go ahead and take one n leave this red beam on ya edge up
And watch where you step cuz
My squad stomping they fuckin feet
That fuckin Pioneer Music G
We walk around wit them shotguns longer than a crocodile at least 10 feet
Move bitch I'm outchea
My rapping style triathlon
I keep it goin, I'm bout dat
Dat king flow ain't been stopped yet
That cooling breeze'll turn into a hot storm
Iceberg wit the hot coals
On gang I'll pull up get it poppin like popcorn
Jiffy pop n sum pop tarts
Once again this is the NBK I'm getting ruthless
Not talkin no Eazy E
But we got sum boyz in the hood wit bazookas
Knock knock at your door
Who's there
All you gon see is a toolbox
A cleaver a hammer sum chucky pajamas a chainsaw blade and a ruler.
Im a K.I.N.G King
Im a K.I.N.G King
Im a K.I.N.G King
Come with every Army you can bring

Written by:
Dominic Foster, GeQuon Bradford, John Bullock

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