William IV ft. Lenox Hughes Lyrics

Yeah

This stage ain't for beginners but I was there once

Yeah, Yo, Uh

Nah it ain't Christmas but that lady let me deck the halls

Cramping in that spotlight, gotta get em stretchered off

Too much zen you got the flim then I should feed you halls

Bar bearing he Barbarian he like Peter Paul

Let me switch it off

Keep my energy I'll pay it soon

Coming soon, little do I know I just fell in poon

I kiss foreheads and send ya love and bring more bread

I'm a saint, could take you where the Lords of live

I pimp walk, voice echoing back this that Grinch talk

High cheek bones up on that bike she look like jigsaw

If I'm a Saint but the license say Christoph

I don't want ya name anyway it got me pissed off

I miss Grandma all them cross words and criss cross

Called me Kris Kross

Shoutout John Brown and get em wicked off

I feel like straps on her shoulder when it slip off

Don't mistake it for a taser when it blick off

Uh just call me William IV

And that's Lenny the Great

They probably call me Your Grace

Saint

Uh just call me William IV

And that's Lenny the Great

They probably call me Your Grace

Saint

You see me in Versace

They say the style Big Willie

Shit you couldn't afford one of these cubans with the stimmy

Just want a mansion so they smell my smoke from the chimney

I need a Bentley with a license plate that say envy

For them hating niggas that was oh so against me

Now the only real friend I got his name is Benjy

Vice grip on the mic now my flow tighter

Spook my self with the bars hell of a ghost writer

Me, Saint and Arkin have a blood like a Spartan

Fuck around bullets gone tear apart ya cartilage

See I don't really play games with this cartridge

Been shooting since the Nintendo gun was orange

Niggas on around here, don't go creeping through them apartments

Get put in a vacant to die, don't get me started

Big dog round this bitch broke right off the harness

They rather me end the case so they could try to break my conscience

Uh just call me William IV

And that's Lenny the Great

They probably call me Your Grace

Saint

Uh just call me William IV

And that's Lenny the Great

They probably call me Your Grace

Saint

Complete one-eighty

Faithful to the music like it's one lady

So why give her just one baby

Future endeavors we ain't well off yet

Be my Earth, just different way to spell Heart yeah

Without He you Art still

Using them ears wrong it get ya heart killed

Meditate on rugs or the large quilts

We getting money whether small or the large bills

Just don't make it rain in a parched field

Black beautiful

Life just broadway with bad musicals

She ran to the spot to get the usual

Langston my cousin I'm with Lenox now

Black as can be I never been this proud

Shook hands in business now

Just call me William IV

And that's Lenny the Great

They probably call me Your Grace

Saint

I know

I know

I know

Hey Bill what's up it's your Grandson Chris

I called knowing you wouldn't pick up but I decided to reach out anyway

I know we didn't spend too much time together so I wanted to catch you up on a few Things

For starters, I go by Saint and I've developed into a young Philosopher that dove heavily Into the art of music

I've put in 10,000 hours and counting and I find myself challenging my way of thinking Everyday

Recently I went searching for my roots and where I came from because I was lost

Lost in a sense of not knowing what to do, not knowing where I came from and not Knowing who my fathers are

I lacked guidance so tapping into our history has made me resolve that issue for the Most part

My biggest joy these days are reading and writing and I recently came across your book That you wrote and titled, Why Not Me

As much as this journey you depicted is about your walks in the Fashion and Beauty Industry

I saw a lot of myself in those words you wrote

Wish I would've read it earlier but l think it landed in my possession at the correct time

Funny how life works

You've become the muse for this project I have created called William IV

If you're wondering, William IV is me

Or what I could be

Yeah, Yo, Uh

Glad to say I'm the seed of pimps

My bloodline I'm boutta reinvent

Too many issues that be condensed

I fixed the threshold the soul leaking in

Now we got the right people peeking in

No more locked doors Baby Joker on the screen again

Gotta add humor to the horror this that best genre

Yeah, we go way back like breast toddlers

I know why you not the best father

Only hard R in life is to get farther

Yeah, It's only to get farther

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

System got it we well placed

Too many drugs give you a stale face

Took away ya youth but it felt great

Life a gamble but that's bet that you gone take

I don't get it

I mean do but that way forbidden

I bet Doc want a cut cause he make incensions

So why they ain't break us off when we made inventions

It would kill em to the core if we made a living

If mirrors too far remember ya hands black

You in a mine field already yeah they planned that

Uh I'm indigenous this my land scrap

The hand was already dealt that's cause they ran class

It's black power til my hand crack and then some

Hospital without walls and we the sick ones

It's a big percentage that you'll slip one

A even greater percentage that you'll slip once

The cycle on and on, Badu or taboo we all fragile

So if l'm helping out it's cause I had too

Uh, I don't know everything cause I ain't ask you

You keep jumping off the cliff I really wanna catch you

Just gotta get on the Peige with Satchel

You five decades

And I'm half of that

Yeah, plus I always had ya back

Saint, It's nothing after that