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Only One King (EastMix)
We good What, What, What Paranoia coming Nigga, stop asking me, Dirt gang I
was broke 20 years straight, Nigga trust I
know what it feel like I
used to wake up with a
real pipe Xanny will make this a
pill night Something about it don't feel right I
been that Nigga I'm still nice Say my name imma go overboard You pussies is tough, real dykes This shit I'm talking my real life Gucci sneakers with the
B's on em Young Nigga, He just blowing money, Working out with Y-3 on him In P.A, I
had 3
warrants, Said I'm never going back to Philly I
ain't 30 but I'm at a
milly Screaming thirties, they gon have to kill me All I
wanna do is shop when I'm in Miami, ball over 10 bands Think of robbing, gotta slim chance We on a
Tern Bike and 10 Vans Five sprinters, couple 9's in em 6
Niggas but it's 9
women Foreign coupé I
got a
dime in it 20 rooms in a
mansion with signs in it It ain't hard to find a
bathroom I
show my ass like a
baboon You pressing Niggas get the
cash few When I
was broke, I
woulda grabbed you Condo in Cali got mad room Been a
star, my mom and my dad knew Your Bitch going nuts like a
cashew You might lose your life if they catch you I
been through shit you couldn't imagine, so I
ain't got nothing to ask you Acting like you don't know what this Mac do And no I'm not talking bout Apple Your favourite girl keeping looking at me Tell her I
only got one thing I
ain't never getting married, KD will tell you its hard to get one ring I
remember couple cold nights, I
was reing-up off one fiend I'm back in shape I
don't want lean Just kicking shit like the
punt-team We used to sip on hypnotic, now we rolling so much exotic, don't want green Thousands a
dollars in Sun jeans Profit and [?] was dumb clean Down in Miami she came out them panties her body was smelling like sunscreen Like Brian McKnight, how that gun sing In New York, there's only one king I
ain't asking for the
crown, Nigga chicken spot I
still be at Crown Nigga Summer time sweating brown liquor Don't believe I
run the
town with em, You down with em, lay down with em I
don't even need a
mask homie Gotcha your wifey in the
back seat I
ain't even have to ask homie Still got murder on my conscious I
ain't from Highbridge, I
gotta bag on me Could see it in your eyes ya mad homie I'm backstage with a
Mac on me I'm backstage counting racks homie before I
even go a
spit a
verse Niggas acting all tough on Instagram They just hoping they can get a
verse That's your bitch but I
hit it first That's your clique I
can get em murked Harlem Crip still up in the
dirt A
hundred Zip's are like 50 perc's A
hundred Zip's are like 50 perc's I
just came up on a
new hoe Told her hit the
strip, bitch get the
work A
hundred Zip's are like 50 perc's I
just came up on a
new hoe Told her hit the
strip, bitch get the
work A
hundred Zip's are like 50 perc's I
just came up on a
new hoe Told her hit the
strip, bitch get the
work Bitch get the
work I
just came up on a
new hoe Told her hit the
strip, bitch get the
work... Harlem East side, Uptown, Downtown, Westside shit Nigga Paranoia [?], Free Scrap, Free Trav, Charlie in the
halfway house
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