In a room full of greats it's still all eye's on me
The hottest jhit out of my state from here to NYC
I wear that crown up on my head the K-I-N-G
Bitch I'm the King, I'm the G.O.A.T, I'm the MVP
Bitch I been grinding when I'm quiet on 'em
Grinding in my sleep
Grinding like my rent due
Grinding for that green
I got some niggas that'll leave you like Swiss Cheese (faa)
Roll up a hating nigga smoke 'em like some weed
Niggas talk 'bout disabilities but don't got dis ability
To get up in the booth and do the shit I do efficiently
So when they get to talking I just sit back let the niggas speak
And type all on they Twitter keys and post all on they Insta feeds
But why?
I'm a king and they know that (King $hit)
Realest nigga out if you checking for me I own that
Never got no confidence boosts I had my own back
So when I pop my shit just respect it cuz I deserve that
This second verse is just a shoutout to self
Shoutout to me for all the work I had to put in myself
For all the times I stood up strong while I was going through Hell
I guess it's true what niggas say 'bout how the real 'gon prevail
And I don't need to get my lick back success 'gon be my get back
I show you niggas up anytime I put out a hit track
So I don't even know why you bothered like I won't hit back (like are you dumb?)
Like I don't even know why you playing like you can't get that
Man come on let's be serious you niggas is lame (be serious)
Just left the lab on all you niggas check my shit still in shape
They said I might need a repair cuz man this king off the chain
And I still ain't met a nigga yet to put this lion on tame (Ha)
I'm gone