Th​a King

Lyrics

[Intro] And in case you forgot, I'm the King Yea, Yea, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Who I'm is, nigga? (I'm the King) T.I.P., Atlanta's own King of the South shawty (I'm the King) Yea, Yea, Yea, Better keep my name out ya mouth shawty (I'm the King) Yeah, P$C nigga, Aye, Aye [Verse 1] All hail Atlanta's own, owner of Atlanta's throne If he ain't want no trouble, he just should've left the man alone It's been seen, shown and evident, Atlanta's known The King's been the one representing all of Atlanta's zones Back when niggas was representing Atlanta wrong Every shot he got, he put the hoods of Atlanta on The big screen, then hit every trap and traveled on Past, present to Texas to Alabama strong Down in Miami, up to Louisiana homes From the Carolina's, Virginia, to David Banner's home I'm well connected, haters, best to mind ya manners, homes I got a nickel-plated .38, but hey, the hammer chrome And it shine like ya shoulda set the Phantom on In it, see me riding, getting blown like a saxophone Hey shawty, spit the shit it take to cut a candle on If I ain't on ya tube dude, you must got ya channel wrong [Chorus] I'm the King of the South, there is none flyer Sucker MC's outta call me Sire, ya songs OK, but I'm on fire 24 inches on my rims and tires I'm the King of the South, there is none flyer Sucker MC's outta call me Sire, you was on top But I pass right by ya, I will not stop and I won't retire [Verse 2] I came, I saw, I conquered with no big names No fame, no celebrity sponsors Just the game and a flow that was bonkers Nigga, front if ya wanna, I dead niggas like the bitches from "Monster" Now you been told, so don't say I ain't warn ya and don't Let it alarm ya, when ya leaking, and the reaper's upon ya See, dope man, I'm creeping upon ya, say that I ain't the King But you just sour, you ain't think of it, aren't ya? All the hating, there's no time to respond, I'm busy trying to conjure up A way to get this currency laundered, ain't my fault your record company Conned ya into signing a deal shy of a mill 'cause they really ain't want ya Moving yay, it's safe to say that they onto ya So it's time to move on to real estate, and get cake selling bigger stakes I'm King of the South now, but there's fifty states I'ma spread out and I'll eliminate who in the way I'm 24 today, give it till I'm 28 I'll be ruler of all that I survey and not just in the state See I bend just to win, but I ain't finna break Most you niggas fake, and I'll say it in you niggas face [Chorus] I'm the King of the South, there is none flyer Sucker MC's outta call me Sire, ya songs OK, but I'm on fire 24 inches on my rims and tires I'm the King of the South, there is none flyer Sucker MC's outta call me Sire, you was on top But I pass right by ya, I will not stop and I won't retire