Kings Wear Purple ft. Roche Lyrics

Yeah, hopped on the scene I'm a Sacramento king, I'm with a queen

Tell her like the beam, show you the finer things with diamond rings

Bada boom, bada bing, autopilot flows but never idling

Cedes set the ting and I'm a follow through by any means

They still trippin' off my last release Student athlete, study the game with pure accuracy

Make sure nobody's ever lapping me

Running it casually, head of the faculty

I never needed batteries put in the back

of me

Became a man on my own, like I could stand on my own

Thinking like that, ended up standing alone

Trials and tribulations

Yeah, she might want my love but it come with stipulations

Cause I don't live in matrixes and simulations

Anxiety turn to stimulation From the bottom, I renovated the basement

I simplified the equation and maximized my amazement

They told me don't chill

Feeling like Shaquille up in the field, I'm imposing my will

Paint god or point god the dish and the boards

Is for real, they love to ride the wave There's no room but they boarding it still

Jealous hoes linking up with happy hoes with clashing goals just so they can be close to a happy home

Yeah, it's out of line, but that's just how it goes

Play a role, I pray to the most high cause the devil's trying to take my soul

The one in the red dress almost made it so

So I'm steady patient I Only need my girl around for mental elevation

Anything else is just extra maintenance

Complacent is a place I hope I never station

Dedicated, legend in the making without no debating

Regret and fear will have you devastated

Have me talking to my mans bout how we never made it

Really the GOAT cause I'm not just staying afloat

Black and white flags and I got em waving em both

Black and white diamonds from moving and stacking dope

Black and white lines in the midst of mastering quotes

Woah,

Gray area vibes got me walking tight on the ropes

If we talking hate or love then I'm down to inspire both

Embracing everything till the end of my life approach man what's up

I'm tired of fake shir, it makes it hard to breathe

I don't condone, I don't need what the haters really need

And now they saying it's my fault, it's my fault why God got me through the darkness that I see

What they blinded from me

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Let's go

They tryna take my peace

And then try hard enough to hide it from me