WHAT IT MEANS TO BE KING Lyrics

I don't care no more, all I really want is be on the top

I made my own way, I made my own sound

I made my own game, I play my own games

What you really want, you know you can get it now

I'm my own, niggas started trappin' on my boulevard

Now I'm a star, came from Mars

I be smokin' hash and smokin' gas

What you really need, you know I got

Yeah, I got your ho talkin' on the phone

I don't talk on the phone, all I wanna fuckin' do

Every time I look at you, niggas lookin' like a clone

I'm out of juice, I'm out of air

I don't forget, I don't regret

Take risk and prosper, that's what I am

I'm getting cocky, this is my sound

Really hard, go, y'all, go

Trap, get, bags, who's that

Richie, Neno, fuckin' on your bitch

This young bayonetta, what you really want

Yeah, I carry bags, you know who is that

I'm a trappin' god, star

Yeah, pull up with a brand new car

Pull up with a brand new bitch, I deem it in disguise

Look at hair, flow, thighs

Look at that fat ass

I don't really wanna vibe

All I'm tryna do, it ain't right

Let me go, I'm a goat

I'm a ghost, let it go

Fuck your hoe, then I go

I don't feel no love

That's on True, that's on G

That's on me, why these D's

Do you flex

Cause I flex, no detain

All I care is about the money

Is about them hoes, is about them shits

That makes me happy, bro

I ain't goin' back, my past is fuckin' trash

I don't wanna go, I just wanna stay

I just wanna make money in the fuckin' States

I'm just tryna fly, eat every now and then

Cause you know I'm fast, and I'm paper stackin

I'm cashin, I'm fuckin' blastin, I'm fuckin' packin

I got it, I keep a ratchet under my jacket

Can't sabe, who is that

Yeah, I'm doin' damage, I'm Spanish, yeah

Papi Hispanic, I got it

Cause you know I'm doin' paper stackin

If somebody need it, yeah, you know I got it

I'm Spanish, I do some Spanish damage