Kiss the throne
Heart turn chrome
Hop in my
Leave him alone
Leave that kid alone
Heart turn chrome, chrome
Young Eagle
The bloodline is deep (Ay)
I'm countin' racks in my sleep (Ay)
Came out in Cape Town, then I'm in Paris again
I had to link with the gen
We brought the hood out again
With that ass out she a ten
She don't even fuck with Xan, yeah
Kiss the throne
Heart turn chrome
Leave him alone
Leave that kid alone
Heart turn chrome (Heart turn chromе)
Heart turn chrome (Heart turn chromе)
Heart turn chrome (Heart turn chrome)
Heart turn chrome (Yeah)
Heart turn
Just for the record, I ain't coming in second
My numbers is static, these rappers is petty
My whip got the finish, these rappers is finished
I told her that I might pop in and come visit
You look for occasions, I look for what's real
I'm straight out the ghetto, I know how it feels
I ain't posting about it until it gets sealed
We ain't dropping no verses if it ain't givin' 'em chills
The ends automatic, I'm bumping Illmatic
I'm still in the attic, I'm cooking up classics
These rappers is tragic, we know that we passed 'em
We know that we passed 'em
Young Eagle, nobody surpassed him, no
The kid back home like C-R
I drop a new tape, I'mma see ya
I don't see y'all, you feel me?
I used to rock Timbs, but now I bump terms
The price went up times ten
The young lion led the den
So the price went up times twenty
Memory lane and jump on a plane
Back on the stage where I belong
The kid on the throne, I'm back all alone
They hit up the phone, my heart went chrome
The heart went chrome