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"Closer"

"Closer"


Aye yo, aye yo
On this joint right?
This joint all about getting closer to your dreams man
Shout out to my nigga Jordan man
Kinda inspired me to do this
You know what I'm saying?
Nigga that be checking for my music
And and this for my fans man
Welcome to Swaggsville baby
I'm a go in a little bit for ya'll
Check
Uh
Uh
Yeah
Yo

I know I write a lot of raps about how my attires fly
Though material items are not what I'm inspired by
Got a keen intuition and vision provided by
All those times I fell and still be willing to try and fly
I be telling a lie if I ain't feeling expensive shit
But in compassion to this
It ain't nearly as intricate
I'm convinced it nothing short of a miracle
Nothing more than what clearly you struggle for
When you hear it you love it more
And what you verbally express and your spiritual on the court
Releasing some of the pull of this lyrical tug-o-war
Aye
Ever heard the story about the genius and the dummy?
Genius was getting smarter
Dummy was getting money
Dummy kept getting dumber
The genius was good at math
He calculated some numbers
Divided his flow in half
If you ever hear me rapping like a dummy on the track
Just know I'm too far from a dummy to not go and get this cash
Man I do this shit when I'm bored just to stay busy
To keep my fans beefing with people about how great is he
Ohh before I forget
Big shout out to Drake Drizzy
But not to jump off the topic
My nigga so stay with me
I see myself as someone who can offer innovation
So Jordan more than a fan to me
Your like inspiration
And I appreciate how you value the situation
I hope you can use my music to get through that shit you facing
I found my music the day that my father left me
Not knowing death through my loss was the my God would bless me
But miracles happen daily
Blessings is every second
Though it seems like when it happened
Blessings is never present
The tribulations in life is directing use to the question
If you paying attention
It's hitting in every lesson
You second guessing and hoping your notions is accurate
When you feeling all alone like nobody will back your shit
Pack your shit
Get out and grab some shit
And go closer to your dreams
My nigga that's the shit
 
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"Confidence"
(feat. Chrishan The Prince)

"Confidence"
(feat. Chrishan The Prince)



[Chrishan The Prince:]
Tell me do you trust yourself
Like you need nobody else
Sometimes I don't trust myself
But I bought that thing off the shelf
Oh now, trust yo confidence, yeah yeah
Won't you trust yo confidence
All you need, all you need, all you need, is your confidence

[Los:]
It ain't selfish, to love yo self more
Cause if you loved you more
Maybe you could love a few more
Open up a new door
When you feel worthless
Upgrade yo work list
To work on yo self more
And find what yo worth is
Everybody on this earth is imperfect
Cast judgement on no one
Imagine the sky with no sun
Imagine the earth with no you
To love you is to know you
And I know you don't know you
Like you need too
But you owe you too much to ever let them beat you
Be you and a tea full
Be so influential
That I could see you in other people
I see the eyes of the peephole
Cries from a deep soul
Over come the lies of the evil
I realize that your real eyes done came in contact with real lies
Like contacts over real eyes is a real lie
Realize where the real lie
When you down you should feel fly
If you scared hold my hand baby we'll fly
Even though they said we wouldn't we would still fly

[Chrishan The Prince:]
Tell me do you trust yourself
Like you need nobody else
Sometimes I don't trust myself
But I bought that thing off the shelf
Oh now, trust yo confidence, yeah yeah
Won't you trust yo confidence
All you need, all you need, all you need, is your confidence

[Los:]
Don't live a lie, or fear the fall
You won't kiss the sky
Live on the cloud
Never come down
And on the way up
Enjoy the ride
Never ask how
Give away smiles
Destroy your pride
And pull yourself and you'll never get fired
Laugh at the hurt
Then laugh till it hurts
Pray till it works
And never get tired
Please be inspired
May peace be inside
Shit could be worse, at least we alive
Govern yourself
Cover yourself
And your brothers we don't need police we need God
We don't need to much of one thing what we need is balance
And we don't want nothing they handing out, we need a challenge
A challenge, a challenge, like say something nice, smile when you mad
When you down and out think about those times that we had
That was good when it's good, it's as good as it gets
Loving is good, good as in strength
Strength as in us
We gone be strong as long as it's in us
Actions a must
We can't keep acting like fractions of us
Ashes to ashes are passions to dust
Say that you ride, you don't know what your a passenger of
Passion to love
Compassion and hugs
Or blasting them slugs
Actually adds to the absence of us
And in the absence of us
I have to repeat it
Confidence needed
You just don't practice enough

[Chrishan The Prince:]
Tell me do you trust yourself
Like you need nobody else
Sometimes I don't trust myself
But I bought that thing off the shelf
Oh now, trust yo confidence, yeah yeah
Won't you trust yo confidence
All you need, all you need, all you need, is your confidence
 
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"Congratulations"

"Congratulations"


[Intro:]
King, ugh!

[Verse 1:]
Hoe you know we cakin in this bitch
Let yo baby mama blow my candles out and make a wish
Get yo boyfriend, he put it
We trappin, we juggin
But if our ice cut they get a guy cut
I bring the hose out like a fire truck
But a fuck a fire truck, I never cool off
I ball goofy, you a goofball
Nigga over green, you get in the pocket and get chopped and shot like a pool hall
Oh my God!
These hunnits
Got a nigga itchin like smokie
Geekin like goopy
We can like groupies if she can like coochie
Tryna eat it eat it while beat it beat it beat it beat it like a uzzi
Uzzi, prrr, uzzi
Get it? In other words that's automatic
But fuck these hoes, nigga ya'll can have it
It's all ecstatic, I'd rather rubber band er
Handful of hunnits in my other hand
I do the same thing, I'm the fuckin Manson, mind yo fuckin manners
Man it's getting crazy lately
Niggas raising guns but won't raise a baby
I ain't racin niggas, I'm a razor baby
Cut these niggas short and then erase em baby
Have patience baby, that's what mama said
So fuck these hoes, I'm about my bread
And I'm rolling up that strong boy
For all my home boys that's getting out the fence
Congratulations!

[Pre-Hook:]
Last night that Ciroc had me faded (had me faded)
Real niggas said we glad you made it (glad you made it)
See I dropped out of college but my money graduated (graduated)
Bought myself a brand new Rollie just to say congratulations (congratulations)
Bitch I made it (Bitch I made it)
Congratulations! (Congratulations!)
Bitch I made it (Bitch I made it)
Congratulations! (Congratulations!)
Make it clap (Make it clap)
Congratulations! (Congratulations!)
Bitch I made it (Bitch I made it)
Congratulations!

[Hook:]
All my cars – Congratulations!
All this ice – Congratulations!
All these hoes – Congratulations!
It's only right – Congratulations!
Pop a bottle – Congratulations!
Brand new crib – Congratulations!
All this money – Congratulations!
I'm the shit – Congratulations!

[Verse 2:]
Uh, I'm a need to see the reverend
Cus I've been walkin on shells lately like red run
But I can run these emcees all by myself, baby
Took 2 L's but I'm cool mo
My D boys is so sumo
Cus they punctuate like push weight
Put pressure on then push play
This a push play, I'm a block boy
My boys blockin, got blocks boy
If yo boys blockin, get they blocks chopped
We set precedents like Barack pops
Get her wet like April showers
Change seasons, let er fiend
All she want is this Mayweather
Best D she ever seen
My rich bitch paint the navy peach
Blow more trees than Miami Beach
Or Miami Heat (Miami Heat)
She spent like 50 grand on some fluid shit
I be so close, LeBron could read my Instagram, no bullshit
Same shit, my chain lit
Other than that I ain't changed shit
Bet me look like Batman
Reelin the truck on some Bane shit
Ain't this bout a bitch?
But this ain't bout no bitch though
Just know

[Pre-Hook:]
Last night that Ciroc had me faded (had me faded)
Real niggas said we glad you made it (glad you made it)
See I dropped out of college but my money graduated (graduated)
Bought myself a brand new Rollie just to say congratulations (congratulations)
Bitch I made it (Bitch I made it)
Congratulations! (Congratulations!)
Bitch I made it (Bitch I made it)
Congratulations! (Congratulations!)
Make it clap (Make it clap)
Congratulations! (Congratulations!)
Bitch I made it (Bitch I made it)
Congratulations!

[Hook:]
All my cars – Congratulations!
All this ice – Congratulations!
All these hoes – Congratulations!
It's only right – Congratulations!
Pop a bottle – Congratulations!
Brand new crib – Congratulations!
All this money – Congratulations!
I'm the shit – Congratulations!
 
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"Control Freestyle"

"Control Freestyle"


Uh, King, Zero!
I got it

You are now havin' your sandwich made
With extra mayonnaise, 808's, and a hand grenade
Cause any man could get played in my all in phase
I mean my flow pass words like the log in page, ugh
See how my last words do?
I put my log in your girl cause we past words too
Your BM just sent me a DM and you be chasin' that hooker
You steady stalkin' her Twitter, she gave me face when I booked her
She treat me like the Facebook logo, now that's a true slut
In other words, she f'in blew me cause I f'in blew up
Acknowledge my knowledge is polished, cowards get power dropped
Man my flow could make a suicide pilot apologize
I'm piling guys in a pile, a pile of guys on they pals
I silently swear I'll kill'em, I'm finalizing my vows
I'm shitting on them, I'm vitalizing my bowels
Like I took a vitamin, something vitalizing my bowels
I'm the truth times two, I ain't inviting lies you should bow
(Paow, paow, paow) I'm taking shots in the dark
While taking shots of the dog I'm taking shots at your thoughts
You can take these shots from a vet while I'm taking shots at your dogs
They gon have to have me shackled and tackled at tabernacles
While havin' my adams apple detached in a baptist chapel
While attacked by the fastest travelin' javelin'
While attached to a dragon dragging a cage
These niggas gonna trap me and while I'm laughing, while I'm lapping em
They collapse as I'm passin' em
Man I'm coming with the K, like the lackin' potassium
I'm Jordan from the free throw while every frame is in slow mo
And every fan in the stands got the head in they hands like "oh no"
Somebody get the promo, so somebody flick the photo
And somebody stitch the logo, cause I'm bodying this shit bro bro
Get it? You don't get it? My nigga, you gotta get it
I'm bodying this shit, his logo had his whole body in it
Oh my ice tea, coco, ice cube, vanilla ice, Tom Cruise and Vanilla Sky
Tell these guys that I'm hella nice, right
When I spit it tear wind, the air bend
I'm wicked son, these niggas buns like hair pins
Amateurs, I scientifically handle bars
And you just Jodie, putting bikes together in your man's garage
Dammit dog, I fold this guy
I ain't talking 'bout no rapper, I said "fold the sky" nigga
In half and disperse the worse grin
As I write a verse in reverse that reverses the earth spin
You worse than a scared nigga who popped thing off then flee
I got a flow that can lock in and knock the wings off a flea
Yeah I'm a King, I'm elite I could never dream of defeat
I could Dr. King you a speech while I'm Rodney Kinging ya beat
You playing the victim nigga, I'm saying the vicious scriptures
You niggas is in denial like you bathe in Egyptian rivers
I wrote this in Hieroglyphics, I'm focused and I am gifted
I hope that I just provoked you to notice that I am different
I feel so blessed I should mention, I pushed the depths of extension
Much higher my type of talent requires special attention
Kendrick I think you genius, J. Cole got these niggas worried
Big KRIT is a southern killer, Wale is a visionary
Pusha been pushing so long he truly defines a hustler
Meek did his time like a G, came back home and shined on them suckas
A$AP mastered the facets of fashion
Snatching the essence of brandin his whole fam and a no man demanding a presence
This nigga Drake nice on the mic and act
So many hits he fucked around and brought light skin back
And Big Sean you did it, you really did it, no bullshitting
You putting the D on I could see the future, no Warwick
Get it? Dion Warwick, I went to war with critics like Jay Elec'
I let him see my exhibit, get it? Exhibit C
I exquisitely make a segue to Tyler, my future's odd, I salute you dog
Mac Miller, young white boy track killer, gotta feel that
I think real rap back, nigga
King...
 
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"Creator"
(feat. JS)

"Creator"
(feat. JS)



[JS:]
Why would you create this King in me?
There's so much responsibility in my hands (oh oh)
How did I get here?
Creator of the wind and the stars, the heavens and mars
Everything there is to be
Creator why are you so bad to me

[Los:]
I wrote my life on the pages
You spoke it into existence
These chapters that held me captive
A passage of broken scriptures
Surpassing the passive with passion
Clashing with hopeless niggas
My hopes is to show em' focus and growth
They expose the sickness of seeing these flashing lights
Taking heed to this bad advice
You know demons attack at night
I been dreamin' in black and white
Due to lack of a true emotion
From things that I've sacrificed
In my past
But movin' past it is bringing me back to life
Bitch we ballin' gettin' this money
Fuck it these niggas tell me
My homies screamed out the window
I'm making sales on the celly
He's seldom used to solicit
His retail just limit detail
Never used the specifics
And fuck the views of a critic
A politician could blow me
I'm rarely apologetic
My father ain't even know me
The fuck do these niggas show me
If only I could erase the last 20 years of this life
In a flash; I take em' back just a couple kids on the bike
But by fate he would have a day
With knuckleheads in a fight
As they jumped him
Stomped out his cousin and bust his head with a pipe
It erupted something inside him
Interrupted his peace
Nothing peaceful about that vengeance he would eventually seek
See when you truly affected confusion is never gone
Everyday we losing the youth being used as the devils pawn
As he thought I'm a kill him
Fuck Basking in all the sorrow
If these niggas murdered me they'd be back in the club tomorrow
Hit my nigga sticks for a pistol that he could borrow
Came around the block in a tinted out Monte-Carlo
Told my nigga sticks ride down on em'
He ready for em'
Semi-automatic weapon in his sweaty palm
Caught them niggas slippin
Start lickin' the pistol barkin'
Bustin' shots for every flower they put on these niggas coffins
But nobody got shot
Dissed the pistol he had to throw it
Rest in Peace to all you niggas still living but don't know it, King

[JS:]
You make me everything I am
I can't exist without your love
My enemies rest at your hand
And it's because of who you are
Oh oh my creator (ah mm ah mm ah)
If the sun burns out
And the moons stops pulling the ocean
If the trees fall down
If the birds won't fly
And my heart can't love
I'll pray that your love brings me out of the darkness
My Creator
Oh Please
Deliver
[?]

[Various Newscasters:]
Two hours of questions and answers
A chance to find out what went wrong in 2013 a year that saw 235 murders
And it's no secret that the past ten days have put Baltimore in a dubious spotlight
As on of the most violent cities in the Country
By contrast Baltimore recorded 117 homicides
The Cities rate is 18.8 per 100, 000
Three times higher than D.C
 
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"Dark Fantasy"
(freestyle)

"Dark Fantasy"
(freestyle)



Can we get much higher...
But of course we can baby hahaha
Ughh it's Los... again

Okay I take my middle finger flick it to the wicked media
Critics on my dick clickin a niggas wikipedia
Flow more intricate than the period of pyramids
Wack rappers lack what the pythagorean theorem is
My mathematics will trip you have your shoes tangled
I think it's funny you come at me from acute angle
I coulda grabbed all my weapons and took a T.I
But I ain't gotta see you to kill you book of Eli
Nikka we fly the first time ya hook a glance
I hit it from the back and did the skully low brooklyn dance
The Rico from Paid in Full while everybody look and dance
Fuck them the kitchen did the lil b cookin dance
I took a chance with Puffy and lost 6 years
But how he gon fix my problems he can't fix his
This year I ain't prepared to take my next L
Last year I got X but this year I excel
Ah-hem, please pardon my pun
Each part of my jargons, like jog yo he startin to run
He talkin to pun, me, you see me sparkin my gun
I go retarded with these bars I'm a talk in my pun
This chick came back to me, bought me a daiquiri sat beside me said hi I'm daphnie,
Actually you attracted me after I heard you rappin there's something jus happened magically
Automatically grabbin me sorta drastic dramatically
Staggering off the jet but accurately adapting
To dudes in black the hats in the jackets was thinking jackin me
But I'm packin ratchets for static that happens gradually
Told that bitch imagine me casually fallin casualty
Grab the gat and blasted the castle that hats and back of me
Killed the bitch at the bar then sat back jus and had my daiquiri
I think these rappers be scared to step an inch in my sector
Cause I school that ass like a Princeton professor
You approach your bars with hesitation
I appraoch mine with a Harvard's education
Yea I dropped outta college and coulda went to jail
But I don't like regular people I shoulda went to Yale
I'm jus venting hell, think I need a book deal
Can we get much higher? I feel how the hook feel
And I'm rollin in that Rolls Royce bumpin Seal
You know the one with the white bitch on the ugly grill
I ain't talkin bout Seal I'm talkin bout the car
Had to clarify that cause niggas be talkin bout my bars
Your times up dawg I'm cleaning out the cell
I jump on songs and snap like I'm singing acapella

Can we get much higher...

So this it for your career
The way I'm bout to start this bidding war
You gon think I'm sellin missile to Korea
It's official get it clear
This tre that I'm packin
Ain't singing you a song when it hit you in the ear
So warn your whole village I'm comin to kill every king
Right now the score is dem nothing me everything
I feel like they gave me nothing and them everything
So I ain't jus rappin and bluffin I mean everything
I'm bout to have ya'll niggas mad at me
I wrote this blindfolded DARK TWISTED FANTASY

Can we get much higher
Can we get much higher
Can we get much higher
 
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"Disappointed"
(feat. Diddy, Ludacris)

"Disappointed"
(feat. Diddy, Ludacris)



[Diddy:]
It's that shit that make you feel like you can levitate
Every king needs his theme music
Let that bass work, take your time with it
See, patience is a virtue
And I've been as patient as I can be
See in the midst of the chaos and confusion
The lust for the fame and the glory
Some of y'all done lost focus
I'm disappointed...

[Diddy & Los:]
I'll burn 100 thousand just for my enjoyment
Y'all niggas need to call me, come get some employment
I work way too hard to let a bitch destroy it
Y'all niggas out here slippin', I'm disappointed
The shit you rockin' and the chicks you knockin' - I'm disappointed
Niggas watchin' other men's pockets - I'm disappointed
Remember that a real nigga told you - I'm disappointed
You disregarded the shit I showed you - I'm disappointed

[Los:]
My niggas follow a code of ethics with loaded weapons
Watch your tone when we're speaking, don't even show aggression
Non-emotional king, it's sickening how I get it.
I bury money then fuck around and forgot I did it
My bitch is trained your bitch is on trains
Your bitch is plain, my bitch is on planes
I move different and breathe different
Niggas cut me, I fuck around and bleed different

[Diddy & Los:]
I'll burn 100 thousand just for my enjoyment
Y'all niggas need to call me, come get some employment
I work way too hard to let a bitch destroy it
Y'all niggas out here slippin', I'm disappointed
The shit you rockin' and the chicks you knockin' - I'm disappointed
Niggas watchin' other men's pockets - I'm disappointed
Remember that a real nigga told you - I'm disappointed
You disregarded the shit I showed you - I'm disappointed

[Ludacris:]
Listen... haters best get on your job
They can't seem to keep up with all the shit I'm doing, nigga
My family organization is like the mob
Keep one eye open, just call me Slick Rick The Ruler, nigga
I can get a little cocky pulling off in my Kawasaki
1000 dollar bottles of Sake, takin' shots to the head like Rocky
Probably with your bitch... I put this dick in her
And she just got baptized, I Luda-Christened her
I'm the commissioner when it comes to spitting sick bars
My product potent like trusted dealers that flip raw
And I'm spending fast as I'm getting cause tomorrow's not promised
Today, nigga, what you think we make these hits for?
Ironically, seems like my life's your entertainment
Better that then having to show up for arraignment
That bitch I'm leaving with is not the bitch I came with
Me, Los and Diddy, we got it, nigga, you name it

[Diddy & Los:]
I'll burn 100 thousand just for my enjoyment
Y'all niggas need to call me, come get some employment
I work way too hard to let a bitch destroy it
Y'all niggas out here slippin', I'm disappointed
The shit you rockin' and the chicks you knockin' - I'm disappointed
Niggas watchin' other men's pockets - I'm disappointed
Remember that a real nigga told you - I'm disappointed
You disregarded the shit I showed you - I'm disappointed

[Los:]
Peep the cycle, I'll beat the psycho of every child smothered
What I perfected I done injected into my child's mother
Them clouds hover, she got a deal on some fly shit
So in turn, my son saw a world tour before I did
Open your eyelids, try to figure this king out
Five months in the womb, and my son was living my dreams out
Wrote a recipe for all the dramas I stepped through
Cooked up something special and sent my mama to chef school
Check who? Nigga, my stripes' part of my game
All my dark nights turned to white parties in Spain
At the villa chillin', soakin' it in
Like I don't know where the infinity pool ends or the ocean begins
Might send your bitch back with the wrap from the transport
Them packs in her JanSport and some stamps on her passport
You past short, that's why I rock for the set
I'm connected in high places like Wi-Fi on a jet (king)

[Diddy & Los:]
I'll burn 100 thousand just for my enjoyment
Y'all niggas need to call me, come get some employment
I work way too hard to let a bitch destroy it
Y'all niggas out here slippin', I'm disappointed
The shit you rockin' and the chicks you knockin' - I'm disappointed
Niggas watchin' other men's pockets - I'm disappointed
Remember that a real nigga told you - I'm disappointed
You disregarded the shit I showed you - I'm disappointed
 
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"Do Somethin"
(feat. Devin Cruise & International Que)

"Do Somethin"
(feat. Devin Cruise & International Que)



Don't worry about what somebody said about me
Tell me why they so comfortable tellin' you
You probably only real when you around me
So this is how I feel about them too
Do somethin'
Pussy nigga do somethin' pussy nigga do somethin'
Do somethin'
Pussy nigga do somethin' pussy nigga do somethin'
Some niggas gettin' to the jug other niggas ain't doing nothin' (they ain't doing nothin')
So pussy nigga do somethin' pussy nigga do somethin'

I said I came up out the murder in the game bout to murder
Fuck you know about it you don't know a thing I'm about to learn you
I'm a west side, Baltimore nigga
Ain't the biggest just the baddest out of all these little niggas
Nigga damn I'm to I'll, posing for the camera hoppin' out the panamera with the gamma blue wheels
And the roof peel, and the new grill got the lazy eyes on it like it had a few pills
Somebody call my jeweler tell him I'll be back tomorrow
Now my niggas pouring six and bring it back to aunt jemima
That's a syrup mother fucker I be stackin enchiladas
I be really gettin paper fuck a hater and his mama
OG Bobby Johnson baked potato on the llama
Turn a nigga into baked potatoes with the drama
Straight up out the gate I'm with the gators and piranhas
When I'm bored I fuck around and blow some paper in cabanas

KING

Don't worry about what somebody said about me
Tell me why they so comfortable tellin' you
You probably only real when you around me
So this is how I feel about them too
Do somethin'
Pussy nigga do somethin' pussy nigga do somethin'
Do somethin'
Pussy nigga do somethin' pussy nigga do somethin'
Some niggas gettin' to the jug other niggas ain't doing nothin'
So pussy nigga do somethin' pussy nigga do somethin'

Back to back coupes I maneuver through the wire
You was movin buddha I was cool with the suppliers
Got a homie named ginobli he my shooter and my driver
I'm a boss nigga this what I'm a do till I retire
My drink get low ho pour my drink it ain't even cold out bitch hold my mink
Look long as they got valet where the lobby is we don't gotta talk about the money that's the obvious
I ain't gotta talk about the shooters in my background
Run up on a pimp they goin show you how a mack sound
For the stacks my niggas will back Shaq down
Black mans down then back track the last round
Clowns watch what the hell you do if I smell like money I can smell you too
Might tell you what but don't tell you who so don't tell me shit if I don't tell you too

KING

Don't worry about what somebody said about me
Tell me why they so comfortable tellin' you
You probably only real when you around me
So this is how I feel about them too
Do somethin'
Pussy nigga do somethin' pussy nigga do somethin'
Do somethin'
Pussy nigga do somethin' pussy nigga do somethin'
Some niggas gettin' to the jug other niggas ain't doing nothin'
So pussy nigga do somethin' pussy nigga do somethin'
 
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"Doing You Well"
(feat. Devin Cruise)

"Doing You Well"
(feat. Devin Cruise)



[Los:]
Damn baby if you met me half way
Of course I meet you
Two-door coupe, court side seats
Hard tie fuck it give you multi love you til you left side shiver screamin' that's my liver
By deliver, I deliver different life I just give her twenty four karat fuck but
Why live life bitter?
When you ballin' and you get it,
You can get it, I can give it
Like the good wheels sittin' on some good wheels hood still rollin
Nice watch and cop nice clothes
Up in burgdog with your best top flight pose
And bag make bad bitches flock like hoes, and
Your ass make mad niggas not like Los
You can pose in the picture froze hit you with the rose
And you roll on the side of roads and you switching clothes
Like my flows and these bitches pose just to get ya gold
If it's cold we can cover up
Damn shorty, what the fuck is up?

[Devin Cruise & Los:]
You know that pussy is mine
You can act like it ain't
Shorty get your ass over here
I'm a write my name on that cake
I wanna know (why you wanna go do that love?)
I wanna know (why you wanna go do that, do that)
Why you wanna go do that love? huh?
Why you wanna go do that?

[Los:]
I hear your friends talkin' shorty I'm just coasting throught that
Couple rags on your bag I'm supposed to do that
Had a dream of posting you with an ocean view
Like an ocean red commerical where you 'posed to move at?
Queen, like the rock band, like the band rock
Why it's going down like the Titan-nic
Why panic I got you don't never worry baby
You got a man but we fuckin just like we married baby
All you do is call me when he fuck up
But I ain't trippin' we takin' trips and we drinkin'
I just ask that you say the shit that you thinkin'
If you need to get away we can make a date and we Lincoln
Take you out that Lincoln,.. big the clause just put some minx in
Have you ridin' money hunny feel like you pulling the Brinks in
Baby we be flexin', DVS on the side on the...
If you ready for your kingdom I fly you out to the kingdom shorty

[Devin Cruise & Los:]
You know that pussy is mine
You can act like it ain't
Shorty get your ass over here
I'm a write my name on that cake
I wanna know (why you wanna go do that love?)
I wanna know (why you wanna go do that, do that)
Why you wanna go do that love? huh?
Why you wanna go do that?

[Los:]
Hold up, King
If that nigga stepped up to you wrong
And get out of character like his Twitter message too long
Like you ain't the best you stressin' and autopress on the phone
When the sun rise I wish you all the best in the moonlight like
Like, heres your piece of the sun
This is my piece of advise,
Just tell em peace and you done
It's like releasing a ton
That pain ain't good for your mind
Just tell that pussy he's done, just say that pussy is mine

[Devin Cruise & Los:]
You know that pussy is mine
You can act like it ain't
Shorty get your ass over here
I'm a write my name on that cake
I wanna know (why you wanna go do that love?)
I wanna know (why you wanna go do that, do that)
Why you wanna go do that love? huh?
Why you wanna go do that?
 
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06.07.2010
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"Dont Get In My Way"
(feat. Royce Da 59, Shanica Knowles)

"Dont Get In My Way"
(feat. Royce Da 59, Shanica Knowles)



[Newsanchor:]
The real life Riches to Rags tale of one of Baltimore's biggest drug Kingpins
One of the biggest in Baltimore, according to the DEA
Trading at least 1, 000 kilos of coke, tens of millions worth, right in our area
Garnett Smith may have made fortunes dealing cocaine and heroin, but it cost him his freedom

[Los:]
See in Baltimore City we don't really give a fuck, niggas die everyday, that's way this shit goes
How the fuck you think these niggas supposed to care when the cops ain't sharing and the drugs coming slow?
Nigga need a price for this shit on the low man. It's hit a plug hit 'em and he fuck around and split
Nigga said, "Damn that was really your plan? If you take my money, I can take your bitch."
Damn, shit getting crazy these days (shit getting crazy these days)
What the fuck is going on?
Playing with another nigga change had an AK spraying at your brain
Damn
Man I heard they ran up in his crib they took his bitch and all his purse and all his jewelry and his motherfucking chain
He said when I catch him I'm a send these boys a message, time to teach these whores a lesson, end the motherfucking game
Man, nigga do you dirty, got me drop topping in a brand new Glock 30
It's like a dark cloud always over my town and this shit get real when the sun go down

[Shanica Knowles:]
When the sky turns night and the moon shines bright and the kids gets out the way
When my wine gets cold, all the boys run home and the beasts come out to play
Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way
Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way
Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way
It's not so bad and you wave white flags when I'm all up in your face
When you cross that line, you won't be fine 'till I put you in your place
Don't get in my way

[Royce da 5'9":]
I used to be defined by having the biggest nine
Being followed by a stripper chilling with a fifth of Bombay
Now I'm just a stand up nigga looking down, dealing with the digits and the pounds, don't get in my way
Hollow head, bullets got a forehead on 'em looking big as Sade
On my way to visit yet another project chick, she living building 5A
I be there everyday, with another chick
They be singing to each other "You're all I need to get by."
Mary J's, John Blaze on some other shit
Niggas wearing plaid shirts around their waist instead of weapons so this tec's playing checkers with them for the thug of it
On your mark (mark), nigga where your heart?
Couldn't knock a glass of water off the table with a running start
My hypothesis is I'm cut from a different cloth
God stop, make it with a rhinoceros
Y'all ballers, nigga I'm extinct, heater by the sink, y'all in hot water
I'm a Molotov thrower, y'all the cop callers
When it pops off it's shots falling all the smoke clears after shit happened

[Shanica Knowles:]
When the sky turns night and the moon shines bright and the kids gets out the way
When my wine gets cold, all the boys run home and the beasts come out to play
Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way
Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way
Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way
It's not so bad and you wave white flags when I'm all up in your face
When you cross that line, you won't be fine 'till I put you in your place
Don't get in my way

[Los:]
Been flexing since big body legends
Fronting like you getting it but your clique probably stressing
My whip got 'em guessing, my clip got the answer
If a prick got a question then your bitch probably pressing
I cop, fly drops and new sneakers
I've been top notch since high tops and 2 beepers
Ya ain't know my frequency, I frequent the war dog
Frequent the drawers off, in my jeep with the doors off
I ain't chopping the top or murkin the tire
Cop 'em on tour until you know I'm murkin attire
Know some OG's, OT that murk the supplier
Chop the whole bird up in an herb with a fire
Slow down, show you how to earn that shit
Whip the wheel count and money while you turn that shit
I told a bitch, "Look, you get one turn, that's it. Just don't get no
Lipstick on this Irv Man shit."

I'm from the murder, where bitch niggas murked if you piss me
Either you pushing work or you working with the 50
But my circle never shifting, I copped my bitches red Birkin bags
And got 'em jumping out of purple 760's
Got a house in the hills but I'm as real as it get
I feel as good as I look and I look as a good as a bitch
I got a stack of hundreds, that say none of you niggas rapping want it
You fucking Photoshop bitches that look wack in public
Passes? I'm my hood? Nigga hell no
Benz on the arm, you can call that an elbow
Get it? I said Benz on the arm
Meaning what you push depends on the strength of your arm
And at the same time, your elbow bends on your arm
But I'm really in a Bent, with the arm
And I've got it bullet proof, so really I've got the whole bent arm
Same color as baking soda with the old bent arm

Old bent arm, back over the stove
Whip it up one time for my nigga Marty Jones
In the feds, but he used to keep the V's all chrome
It's still block shit, my niggas C's came home
Probably dig the money up and cop a fucking phantom
We don't know you from the streets, you mother fuckers looking random
Talking much, you finna get a nigga yee ain't never had it
Stay the fuck up out my way that's how I let it, God dammit
When the sky turns night...

[Shanica Knowles:]
When the sky turns night and the moon shines bright and the kids gets out the way
When my wine gets cold, all the boys run home and the beasts come out to play
Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way
Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way
Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way
It's not so bad and you wave white flags when I'm all up in your face
When you cross that line, you won't be fine 'till I put you in your place
Don't get in my way

[Phone rings]
You have reached the voice mailbox of: 765-552-4053
[Beep]
 
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