Young Kings Lyrics

K World

Yeah

Back by popular demand

Play my role so well I got an Oscar in my hand

Pasta in the pan, I'm a monster with the jams

Just had a concert in Japan, made a moshpit with the fans

A boxer with these hands, don't get knocked out

Cause that'll probably happen if I ever chose to drop out

City on my shoulders with these joints until they pop out

St. Louis to Chicago catch me chilling at Barack's house

Tell that nigga box out

I know he sees me working

But if I cross him over, pick his pockets, he gon call the secret service

I'm the person that believes in getting what I'm deserving

Determined, a decade from now my music will still be current

Timeless, silence in the room make sure your phones are off

Looking both ways every time I get my point across

Put two and two together me and you are in sync

Get to see how men think, when we win and binge drink

Chains dangle iced out crosses, frosted

All my niggas bosses, I show a good game while you just talk it

Polished, in the Impala, lend me ten dollars

We can be as big as Ben Baller, all the women holler at us

Practice what I preach while teaching those around me

The sun is out but the car is getting cloudy

Took the boys to Maui, 'Aloha', I say 'Howdy'

I doubt they'll ever count it, staying grounded

I'm surrounded by some young kings, some young kings

Doing dumb things while were barely functioning

What would you ask for if you could wish for one thing

End this suffering, reality is such a dream a country feigning for some

Young kings, some young kings

Doing dumb things while were barely functioning

Feeding off the mills rarely had a lunch to bring

Living life in reverse, watching summer turn to spring

Pulling strings with my young kings

Never in a sober state

Roller skate, my mind is racing moving at a slower pace

I can never cap that's why I send my texts in lower case

Whatchu thinking lady, straighten up your poker face

Home is where the heart is this location is a broken place

Hoes are fake, the stove is taint with broken plates, the goal is faint

If these walls could talk I conversate with them while rolling paint

Hitting home runs, run out the park with a stolen base

Sipping Brisk while pissing off the rooftop

Could you stop, bandana to the side like I'm 2Pac

A lost child in this world I need an orphan shelter

Fortune teller, torture cellar, shorter days that last forever

And we gon be some millionaires by 25

Off these cunning lines, working this a money grind

Gemini season in the summertime

Sun is shining, mummify to make the dead come alive

Yeah, young kings hold your crown

So when they see us they know we the best around

Uh, sit up straight don't strain your backbone

Get wealthy off these rap songs

I don't buy designer clothes unless it's black-owned

Cash gone faster than you can count it

Climbing up every mountain and drowning in every fountain

Jewish lawyers off the phone with my accountant

Tell me how that's sounding, nigga, you see

I'm surrounded by some young kings, some young kings

Doing dumb things while were barely functioning

What would you ask for if you could wish for one thing

End this suffering, reality is such a dream a country feigning for some

Young kings, some young kings

Doing dumb things while were barely functioning

Feeding off the mills rarely had a lunch to bring

Living life in reverse, watching summer turn to spring

Pulling strings with my young kings

What would you do if you could ask for one thing

What would you do if you could ask for one thing

What would you do if you could ask for one thing

What would you do, what would you do yeah yeah

What would you do if you could ask for one thing

What would you do if you could ask for one thing

What would you do if you could ask for one thing

What would you do, what would you do yeah yeah