King Chess - The Warning Lyrics

I'm done with the lies
It's time for the warning
I warned 'em
Yea, yea, listen, aye

I'm done with the lies, I'm coming for lives, they want me to play
But shit doesn't jive, I already told 'em, too late I'm inspired
Crashing the party, I totaled the ride, I'm on a rise, gotta stay real
F*ck a disguise, aiming the shotty at all of you guys, small talk, I supersize
So many things that I wanted to buy, couldn't walk out, card got declined
Try to stay humble but I look alive, try to stay humble but I feel confined
F*ck out my way, King Chess, Young FLA
Who the f*ck want to say something
Nothing, psht, no not today
Did everything that you talkin' 'bout, remember the days of "Walk It Out"
DJ UNK, now we plug walk out the Starbucks parking lot goddamn

It's time for warning, niggas are boring
They hear what I speak, or these niggas foreign
Bitch I keep it real, never conforming
These niggas is stalling, man, this be the warning
This be the warning, yea, yea, this be the warning
They hear what I speak, or these niggas foreign
Shit I keep it real, yea

I'm a hyena, sipping a Zima, they say he the coldest, but I be the meanest
You know I don't judge, man I just write the subpoenas, twin Glock flow, twin thot hoes
Yea, Serena and Venus, you market yourself as a genius
But that is the difference between us, I might not sell out arenas, you so-so like a seamstress
No joke no memes I'm, so cold like degrees switch, below zero, freeze shit
Cold Cole K.O.D shit
Man I took care of this whole thing myself rapping boy
So many niggas want all hands on deck for this trapping boy
I got shit on lock, all sides covered like a trapezoid
You never seen this hardcore dirty south since Pastor Troy, man f*ck it

It's time for warning, niggas are boring
They hear what I speak, or these niggas foreign
Bitch I keep it real, never conforming
These niggas is stalling, man, this be the warning
This be the warning, yea, yea, this be the warning
They hear what I speak, or these niggas foreign
Shit I keep it real, yea

I ain't got time for the busters, 'bout to get checked like luggage, niggas upset man I love it
Welfare check I'm a product of it, shout out to my mother, brother, cousins
F*ck anybody that wasn't, there in my life when I needed them most, how about now
How about f*ck 'em
Man I don't play like Sway Callaway from the bay
Shit I got a warrior spirit but I'm not from the Golden State
All this talent man y'all bet not let the shit go to waste, let the people say what they gotta say
Let's get this shit overplayed 'til I'm overpaid, yea, 'til I'm overweight, yea
Shit, I need a whole brigade, of bad bitches that notice me overseas, come back for me
They cry for me like Jodeci, they know to be, on point for me, yea

It's time for warning, niggas are boring
They hear what I speak, or these niggas foreign
Bitch I keep it real, never conforming
These niggas is stalling, man, this be the warning
It's time for warning, niggas are boring
They hear what I speak, or these niggas foreign
Bitch I keep it real, never conforming
These niggas is stalling, man, this be the warning