KING-ish Lyrics

Why you playin games with me

Turn me up in the head phones a lil bit

Ayo shawn is that you

Why you playin games with me

With me

Bout action real activist

Yeah I go by Panama Quik and no I ain't gon slow down

Got bars that go over ya head like a Hoody

Hope you understood me we ready to blow now

Break bread with ya circle its plenty to go round

Come up when they petty and low down

Heavy is the head that bears the crown

Got alot of weight on my shoulder to hold now

King shit

Sitting on a thrown whether nameless or famous

All it took was patience

And now im gracious when they holla out congratulations

You just gotta face it

Baby you are now witnessing the greatest

Went thru hell to say that we made it

Yeah that's the real definition of heaven ain't it

Now we elevated

Yeah nigga we made it

Why you playin games with me

Why play games

Why you playin games with me

King shit

With me

Relentless

With intentions of going the distance

Hit after hit they throwinthe pitches

Knock em out the park over the fences

Been bout it ima show em the business

You sellin rocks thrown stones at the prison

I'm sellin stock tryin to hold my position

They talk alot you know they ain't gon listen

I aint for the talk show

Tryin to see where the gwap go

Show me the money get it there pronto

Then yell bravo

Then drop deposits off at wells fargo

Get yo respect up

Might go buy me a checkers

I suggest you run a check up

Got em all in check this is chess it ain't checkers

And checkmate for the record

You ain't never seen it

Aye you dealing with a genius

Call the style kingish

Hatreds at its meanest

Now they holla must be nice

Tell em get off my penis

Bing bong now ya bitch on me

A phenom I'm lit on me

No peon check the drip on me

And king Kong ain't got shit on me

Before rap they had my brand tatted

Got women out here with my name on

It's a thin line between love and hate

What they say Aye but this ain't the same song

Don't get the game wrong

Cooking up about to turn the flame on

Yeah you lit and you doin ya thang

I'm on another level up there with napalm

Bitch don't kill me vibe

And hoe don't you throw my fongshway off

I done paid dues and learned to weigh odds

Got my life in my hands on my feet a pair of blue and white retro junior seau

A L is blessing to all you who taught me a Lesson I just wanna thank yall

But now the love missing

Smiles hand shakes and hugs different everyday dawg

Why you playing games with me

Yeah every morning you wake up

And you take a look in that mirror

Understand that you the king of yo kingdom

Heavy is the head that bears the crown

And I go by Panama Quik by the way

King shit