(Got, got it on smash)
(Turn Me Up Josh)
And I'm like, how the hell a nigga s'pose to breathe (s'pose to breathe)
If all they do is kill off all the kings? (Kill all the kings)
Every other night a different murder scene (murder scene)
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got a full vision
Tryna see my son grow up and I can't choose different
Every night dream about me killing, it was too vicious
I feel like, how the hell a nigga suppose to breathe
If all they do is kill off all the kings?
I been thinkin' like a trapper since the pacifier in the mix like Jambalya
When I was 38, I'll 45 ya, mortify ya
More money I make, more stuff I buy
Troup died at the Chevron, big rock beside him
Wham died tryna to help his sister from domestic violence
Stayed by the airport, all I heard were planes and sirens
My DNA despise a coward
I'm black, rich, and educated so I got the power
I think like a king, act like a king
When you was on a trampoline, I was on a triple beam
Promethazine with my pinky ring
Yeah, team blowin' up like creatine, yeah
Queen swear I'ma protect myself if you don't mean well (bop)
And I'm like, how the hell a nigga s'pose to breathe (s'pose to breathe)
If all they do is kill off all the kings? (Kill all the kings)
Every other night a different murder scene (murder scene)
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got a full vision
Tryna see my son grow up and I can't choose different (ugh)
Every night dream about me killing, it was too vicious (yeah)
I feel like, how the hell a nigga suppose to breathe
If all they do is kill off all the kings? (Ooh)
I'm a king now (yeah)
Niggas playin' spot 'em, got 'em
Had that .40 on my Levi's (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And on the street side (street side)
You wasn't out there on them corners
With them shortys tryna get back (tryna get back)
We was raised from all them different rappers
They just claiming shit (they just claiming shit)
You ain't lose nobody from your block, you just be naming shit (they be naming)
Niggas get out they body like I won't shoot 'em, I hate this famous shit (yeah)
And I'm from that block where your homie'll kill ya, that's that dangerous shit (yeah, yeah)
The way he dressing up the opp block, he a stylist (he a stylist)
I hate talkin' to my dawg on the tablet (on the tablet)
Gave 'em my last 800 off a thousand (off a thousand)
That was my mans but he traded, he a coward (yeah, yeah)
And I'm like, how the hell a nigga s'pose to breathe (s'pose to breathe)
If all they do is kill off all the kings? (Kill all the kings)
Every other night a different murder scene (murder scene)
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got a full vision
Tryna see my son grow up and I can't choose different
Every night dream about me killing, it was too vicious
I feel like, how the hell a nigga suppose to breathe
If all they do is kill off all the kings?