Young King

Lyrics

[Intro: Mick Jenkins] I was lost, but now I'm found Young king without a crown Catch you when I come back 'round These niggas too close (Too close) [Verse 1: Malz Monday] What is life if you livin' without a purpose The thought alone of me failing, it makes me nervous Tryna dodge the distractions, I'm tryna keep it determined So I been in the booth like a preacher be in a sermon It's church nigga I feel like destiny been flirtin' You get in my way imma wash 'em, get the detergent You witnessing a legend emergin', tell 'em it's urgent I see they tryna set me up, certainly that ain't workin', uhh You mess with me, you rest in peace, respectfully If it ain't 'bout no money or the family then just let it be I hop on the beat, it's a connection, we got chemistry This is like Walter White cookin' methamphetamine I been makin' progress but it ain't all great I been tryna keep the peace and keep my head on straight I been cuttin' people off 'cause it been dead on weight I keep my space 'cause 99% of these niggas fake [Chorus: Malz Monday, Mick Jenkins ] I was lost, but now I'm found Young king without a crown Catch you when I come back 'round These niggas too close They tried to kick me while I'm down But I got up off the ground And made it out Now they clappin' like "Kudos" I was lost, but now I'm found Young king without a crown Catch you when I come back 'round These niggas too close They tried to kick me while I'm down But I got up off the ground And made it out (Made it out) [Verse 2: Mick Jenkins] Coldest nigga under heaven, oh People always talk about the bread I- Tend to find they bread is unleavened though Yeast? Who brought tortilla chips to the feast? We may never know In this Dries at the Steppenwolf Seen all the roles niggas played before Seen Poitiers before Seen vanish points that they pay to know We got the advantage, Imma play to grow Ohh, I'm at Trader Joe's In her purse lookin' through my spinach Really floss, I could use a dentist pronto Quit the front-o, niggas didn't really want smoke I'll black 'em out, see niggas smile at the gun smoke Pull back around, they sent him down state with one stroke The pen is cut-throat These niggas sucrose I swear that shit is back in style I'm like old braids full of new growth To drink this water you goin' have to drown [Chorus: Malz Monday, Mick Jenkins ] I was lost, but now I'm found Young king without a crown Catch you when I come back 'round These niggas too close They tried to kick me while I'm down But I got up off the ground And made it out Now they clappin' like "Kudos" I was lost, but now I'm found Young king without a crown Catch you when I come back 'round These niggas too close They tried to kick me while I'm down But I got up off the ground And made it out (Made it out)