Kings lyrics

[Intro: Rome Streetz]
Uh huh, yuh
That new sh*t
Yo
Check it, ayo, check it

[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]
I run this sh*t, all the competition up under my sneaker
I learnt more from my plug than some of my teachers
Your work weaker, I slide di*k in the ghetto Mona Lisa for my leisure
This that motherf*cking seizure in ya’ speaker
Are you a truth-seeker or a blind fool?
Would you follow a lost leader to find jewels?
Do you believe everything you see on Channel 9 News or understand that it’s designed to leavе ya’ mind confused, let me slow down
Gang, gang, gang, b*tchеs, drugs, and rock ‘n roll
A lotta n*ggas got tombstones, casing a pile of gold
Your eyes want everything, but your arms say load a lot to hold
I done sold a lotta different sh*t for dope, just not my soul
n*ggas play a role, but it don’t really be that
All this hustlin’ sh*t, but they ain’t never touched a G pack
Drugs get sold, money to blow, the cycle never ends
Watch ya’ friends, keep a Bible and a rifle in the Benz
Move smart, it’s a lot to lose and more to gain
Tell me what you want, is it the Benjamins or the change?
Fame ain’t sh*t, but everybody lusting it
They say that money evil, but everybody trusting it
[Hook: Rome Streetz]
Kings wear the crown to still get it knocked off
Had to use pieces of a key to open locked doors
Wouldn't understand it if this way of life is not yours
Moves I made transformed to bands in the top drawer
Kings wear the crown to still get it knocked off
Had to use pieces of a key to open locked doors
Wouldn't understand it if this way of life is not yours
Moves I made transformed to bands in the top drawer

[Verse 2: ANKHLEJOHN]
Yeah
This remind me of when my ancestors got off the mothership
I so toxic with my last b*tch to the point she don’t even f*ck with this (Not at all)
Cash out scams off the Instagram, you was doing money flips
I could turn your hundred dollars to a thou, you just gotta have trust in it
Nasty b*tches show me they pus*y and tell me you can lick this (Huh?)
sh*t was smooth (Mwah), I still owe you from eucalyptus
You can sense I was a part of the group that only did things that made sense (Yes)
I was the first outta 15 like the day you paid ya’ rent, bucked and made ‘em flinch
A hate ya men for everything they stand for
Ankhlejohn talk about b*tches a lot, what you expect, dawg, I’m a man whore (Huh?)
Accidentally kill n*ggas on purpose, first-degree manslaughter
I f*ck mothers and daughters

[Verse 3: ANKHLEJOHN]
If I give you a hundred million dollars, I expect you buy land for us
Left, right, left, right, you the type that came out the Airforce
Popping sh*t, tryna reinforce
Verses get [?] adderall, 30 milligrams
Had me like “where the day went?”
I'm talking [?]
Smoked under like [?] (Yeah)
I started a Klan but this ain't nothing like the raiders
You love my flow, you love my cadence
Yeah (Lordy)
[Hook: Rome Streetz]
Kings wear the crown to still get it knocked off
Had to use pieces of a key to open locked doors
Wouldn't understand it if this way of life is not yours
Moves I made transformed to bands in the top drawer
Kings wear the crown to still get it knocked off
Had to use pieces of a key to open locked doors
Wouldn't understand it if this way of life is not yours
Moves I made transformed to bands in the top drawer