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king t (terrence stewart) - kingkillat lyrics

–just forget that the mic is there @ all & do ya shyt”

verse 1:

went from rags to riches & now i got these bad b-tches
they wanna throw me s-x/ see thats mad pimping
give them a little attention but i don’t let them stress me
look, a n-gg- dodging drops, i don’t let them wet me
even though they said i couldn’t, i still whip the recipe
& even though i probably shouldn’t, i could let the tech squeeze
tho i chose not/
i’m huey from the boondocks
if only you knew my life, you’d understand if you’d watch
coming up, i had a problem with a few cops
when they roll close, i stay up like baywatch
sure you built for this? look, n-gg- don’t quit your day job
just to get to first, we swung work like a-rod
no second guessing, i’m the answer like i’m a.i
keep your focus right, you’ll make it through them grey skies
it wasn’t given, so i take mines\
poker face on, its game time, grind!

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you want me to love you better/
you’d hope that we last forever/
i’m a k!lla bee/ king k!lla t
i’m in love with the money
a bit too much for ya honey
i’m a k!lla bee/ king k!lla t
f-ck how you feel

verse 2:

shyt changed up since i got my game up
hitting the shopping spots, got my rings up
uh -uh my bling up
uh-uh my chain swing
uh-uh my pockets fat
yeah, you did ya thing young!
making the theme music you can hustle to
i been known to make these b-tch n-gg-s feel uncomfortable
do em like juice & throw em off the roof
i bop when i step, my swag off the roof
i just spent about a rack just on clothes and shoes
walkiong out withbig bags full of clothes and shoes
yeah i know, you like the nerve of this dude
smelling like all that kush/
i burn till its blue
did i do that or did i do that
they like who that? better move back
gimme five feet, i ain’t a new jack
wanna book t? give me like 2 racks

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verse 3:
peep game, this just how i see things
they say lifes a cold world so freeze frame
& from these fake n-gg-s, i just refrain
every boss take a loss, i jus reep gains
i was already shooting, i just need aim
now my bullets busting back
can you feel my pain?
can you feel my rage?
do you feel my hurt?
thats why i gotta milk the game up for what its worth
young king, came up from the dirt
streets was calling and moms still stuck at work
“lets get this fast money like we never had money”
& these b-tches only loved us cause we had money
don’t be stupid n-gg-, she could see right thru you n-gg-
i mean take it from a pimp, i see thru you n-gg-
just don’t let them get to close & don’t let them touch you
a lot of people hate you but they love ya hustle

{hook}

- king t terrence stewart lyrics

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