King's Blvd 2

Ay man, just let this shit go in man, I'm trying to get fucking rich bro
 I'm trying to get all the money, man I need everything, nigga
 I'm 'bout to run up in a motherfucking bank, bro
 I don't give a fuck about nothing, I don't give a fuck about you
 I don't give a fuck about your momma I don't give a fuck about your kids
 Nigga I'm trying to get it out here
 Nigga I'm trying to get it out, yeah
 Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, get that shit, yeah
 Yeah, flow hot as climate or pressure on a diamond mining
 And it's mines I designed it
 I've been sent to kill 'em all still I'm on assignment
 You the type to shake my hand smile and hate in private
 Came from a dark place but the glow is vibrant
 You proudly woulda walked through my hood with taped eyelids
 Damn this rap shit been a breeze just like fly knit
 And I never take breaks I just break silence
 I am confident that none of you want conflict
 Bodies of Soundcloud rappers all in my closet
 So you best tread soft and proceed caution
 Mumble on songs it's all making me nauseous
 Yes, I drop jewels and gems all in my content
 They'll never dim my light that's over my dead carcass
 You can not foresee my destiny till it's conquered
 Sitting on a mountain higher than Lebron's arch is
 Yeah I know you swear you on fire but I douse your house
 You on Instagram trynna gain clout from couch
 Understand I been official so I doubt your route
 East north west niggas in the south can vouch it, go
 One for the money, two for the road
 Death before dishonor, my nigga, yeah, that's the code
 Money over hoes, my nigga, that's how it goes
 Family over everything, yeah, that's how we roll
 One time for my G's, hustling for M's
 All through the winter to get they momma a Benz
 The highs and the lows either sink or you swim
 But you gotta save yourself, let the story begin
 I heard a saying real niggas never die
 Most real niggas I knew died by 25, yeah, they lied
 But still not enough to change what we glorified
 An all white Benz or Black 745
 You no longer the apple of ya mommas eyes
 You skip school for home invasion or homicide
 It's how we earn our stripes, never met Virgil but you pushing that Off White
 Learning from the big homies thinking you taught right
 To reload cartridge and to shoot like Cartwright
 Now you fully indebted you get it tatted embedded
 By the age of 10 go get a new MAC-11
 To be your brother's keeper is what you lived and you bled it
 Going nowhere fast penitentiary where you headed
 But most niggas never did it and they put it in songs
 Now little white boys rapping along, hold on
 Most niggas never did it but they put it in songs
 Now everybody start singing along, sing with me now
 One for the money, two for the road
 Death before dishonor, my nigga, yeah, that's the code
 Money over hoes, my nigga, that's how it goes
 Family over everything, yeah, that's how we roll
 One time for my G's, hustling for M's
 All through the winter to get they momma a Benz
 The highs and the lows either sink or you swim
 But you gotta save yourself, let the story begin
 Man, I need the motherfucking Porsche, I need the Lamborghini
 I need the Tesla, the roadster to be specific
 That motherfucker go zero to a hundred in 0.2 seconds
 As a matter of fact I need the Apple concept car
 Niggas ain't even got them yet
 Nigga I hop in that motherfucker pull up to the Slauson Swapmeet like skirt