Huey King - Blow Any Day

(Cee B, K Jack let's go)
Big body tank it's gone clear out the road
Soldiers in it they all stick to the code
We up early mornings no Folgers
Paving the way for the fakes they gone clone anyway
You knew I been hot I could blow any day
Ain't put in the pot you can't get you a plate
I can't go vegan I'm raisin' the steaks
I got my reasons to shit in they face
Who put em on mute they got nothin' to say
They left me outside but I love the rain cuz the mud what made me
wonderin' how he so underrated
Who king of the throne I'ma confiscate it
Gone see that I'm chosen I promise baby
Need me a grammy fuck nominated
Gone touch a billi' but I'm already goated
Thought I was Timmy how I wished to blow up and then I did it
Make sure that you record this the way we living
They try flip up the script just to the fit the image
I was born with it in me
In Memphis with Williams not Wendy
We came out the city where you know it tend to get sticky and niggas' get wrapped like a Philly
Try compare em to me bitch you silly
I'm too hot niggas don't wanna come near me
run the track back all the bars you ain't hear em
I fell in love with the art cuz it's healing
I flew this car up to Mars ain't no steering
Pluto filled up in the box like some cereal
Who knew the top would be somethin' I'd experience
Came from the bottom just know that I cherished it
Dope in my jeans I guess I carry it my grandaddy used to heroin, now his granbaby be all on yo stereo
Let that shit breathe
(Breathing)
Let this bitch rip
Unload the clip
Humble as shit but you know I'm that nigga
Plottin' on millions with Atmore the 6th you know that's my nigga
You ain't got the code you can't get in
I'ma standout I don't know hit fit in
Niggas be lame hoes can't tell the difference
OBD it was our best decision
Big body tank it's gone clear out the road
Soldiers in it they all stick to the code
We up early mornings no Folgers
Paving the way for the fakes they gone clone anyway
You knew I been hot I could blow any day
Ain't put in the pot you can't get you a plate
I can't go vegan I'm raisin' the steaks
I got my reasons to shit in they face
Who put em on mute they got nothin' to say
They left me outside but I love the rain cuz the mud what made me
wonderin' how he so underrated
Who king of the throne I'ma confiscate it
Gone see that I'm chosen I promise baby
Need me a grammy fuck nominated
Gone touch a billi' but I'm already goated
Thought I was Timmy how I wished to

Written by:
Houston King

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