YOUNG KING Lyrics

Real niggas recognize the real niggas

Ain't fallen victim to the system that they built for us

I'm a young king

Thriving in the NYC

Queens native and I party wit the A list

Riding through the city by the dock where the bay is

You went the wrong way so you now you skip bay less

What's your eta gang waiting by the bay

Lower East side yea you know how we ride

It's a All black affair big bosses over here

All black suit fitted like I'm Chris tucker

You could Catch me getting shots up over at the Rucker

Sharpening my iron swerving creases in the cut

She said I'm a nut elite socks in the tuck

I told her Let me rock I gotta game by the dock

She about to set it up off like She Tiffa in the spot

I told her wait a minute nigga rod in the spot

Nii chilling big thirteen calling shots

And Spade on the mic so a bitch just might

Nigga Don off the pack

Off the grid

Of the map

IMA young king thriving in the NYC

Queens native and I party with the A list

Riding through the city by the dock where the bay is

I'm rapping Snapple facts and you thinking who is that nigga

Who that who that Boy I got that flame

Cold world bomber jacket for the day

All black 12s I'm the master for the day

Paster said I'm gifted so I'm preaching spitting game

Niggas can't stop me got the badge on hall of fame

And My real niggas know I ain't in it for the fame

Trying to stack a little pocket for this bitch name change

Never needed validation nigga I'm the man

Three of five to my city like I'm drizzy Gods plan

Tory in the lanez doordashing thru the rain

I'll Never knock a hustle gotta get it how we can

Real niggas put the focus on this

Know yourself and see it for what it is

If you make a excuse for it then it's probably what it is

What I said to myself prior to creating this

Retrograde shift got me on some other shit

Just the man on a strand tryna make a fucking band

Whip it then I flip until I get some fucking land

Just the man stacking bands with the million dollar plan

I'm a young king

Thriving in the Nyc

Queens native and I party with the A list

Riding through the city by the dock where the bay is

I'm on a quest and I'm far from the rest

I'm a black sheep I don't care what you project

Reason be cause I really know me

So whatever you perceive it just direct it to you're spleen

I was Born for the shit natural gift when I spit

The Flow got her doing splits on the dick

Pussy wet splish splash almost slipped

Make up sex got coming to her sense

She tried to talk while I'm in it she ain't even making sense

Baby girl what you said come again

Deep strokes got me fuckin her head

And the pussy so good got me cuddled in bed

She will ride for a nigga even If I pulled the trigger

On the run jay and B up in the sprinter

Drunk in love speed racing in the winter

Flee the oops now we on the way to dinner

Nigga

Calamari for the winner

Tell them all cash no credit for this spender