King

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Never paid for an industry feature, forget that You rappers weren't in the streets either, I bet akh You ever seen a big street sweep off of ten racks? Pull up in my big three-litre in jet black Beast mode, ain't rich off of these flows Got freak hoes with a deep throat Got cheap quotes, found a cheat code You ever drove a hundred miles to grab a shh? Had million pound dreams Then I ran through a million pound clean You got a likkle fifty thou please You rich if you stick around me Too lit, need a stick around me Remembеr everyone who doubtеd you Out the mud where the flowers grew Four pipes on the Audi coupe Done making powder move, hundreds of power moves Money for a house and jewels [Chorus] Feeling like a king, don't you know I've been up? Get you touched, I don't need to lift a finger Took losses on the trim hood, bosses pulling strings but God forgive us for our sins Feeling like a king, don't you know I've been up? Get you touched, I don't need to lift a finger Took losses on the trim hood, bosses pulling strings but God forgive us for our sins [Verse 2] Belly of the beast, middle of the fire I don't fear no man, David killed Goliath Feeling like a king in some silk attire Not everybody wins but you still a trier Tramps hating and pigs want a man in handcuffs No rap cap, I'm the littest man in Lambeth I'm the one who backed out racks for hammers Get you splashed on camera, I don't think rappers gangsters Performing now, sold out shows, always tore it down Touring round, made in London, born in a Yorkshire town Pressed up thirty thousand CD's, no small amounts You ain't got a movement like this, what you talking bout? Losers try draw me out, slap it if you draw it out Paint a picture, draw it out, everyone at war in South Been getting money, coulda went to Surrey, bought a house Can't share my thoughts aloud [Chorus] Feeling like a king, don't you know I've been up? Get you touched, I don't need to lift a finger Took losses on the trim hood, bosses pulling strings but God forgive us for our sins Feeling like a king, don't you know I've been up? Get you touched, I don't need to lift a finger Took losses on the trim hood, bosses pulling strings but God forgive us for our sins