Track Knights - B King lyrics

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Track Knights - B King lyrics

B***h I'll be king But like I wonder where my castle been Finna be seeking for a home where I can rest my sins Like I never ever f**ing perfect queen But I was that's told that's how we wrote story that I believe in I've seen signs all over the woman I cannot quit singing The music The love The peace The folkes The finest women Oh lord wish we could stop Driving away from even Believing Foot on the pedal Speeding from the demons But amen or ameen Together u naw meen? My little finger yelling tho B u got big dreams Told him u better tell ur Neighbour better get locked up konvict No baller big ring My brother listen I love can't trust her See that's kind of a problem Cuz I suffer no doctor I ain't got that degree Yet i hold the recipe To make all the misery Be gone for ever hopefully The dish comes out the oven clean U hear me? Bridge: In rehab but knob full of vodka The weakness is just sittin' here like "Boo", u afraid of me! But get knocked on the corner The system ain't the best for me ain't trynna catch a felony Never gave birth but adopted her She knockin' everynight like turn me into melodies Turn a good kid to a hustler Cool to survive but I wanna live Hook x2 B***h I'll be king And imma do it like always do Ain't slowing down for no hater fool I keep it real y'all can stay cartoons And tho y'all ran outta time you can't be walking my shoes As Long as u rise they trynna bring u Down Don't even pay no mind stay up Ull never touch ground A young engineer gift of ear [Talk to me] But damn I trust my eyes way more than how ur promise sounds See: I can SMELL loud Sometimes I TALK dirty I'm HEARING y'all cold But y'all LOOK over 90 Haha I guess ur TASTE of life nasty My senses mixed Only the twisted can get me Them dreads ain't enough My philosophy too nappy Even astronauts couldn't ever get a copy I'm up there with no air I don't care Papi I'm so rare ur oven said he too hot he burnt me I'm always fresh like I was born in the garden I believe my n***as will sell No warden No coacky Just keepn' it real None like ur tv I'm nasty I'll make the deaf Run for a cd Yea hear me? Bridge Hook