King Mentality - Intellectual

[Intro]

I'm in the club, I got bottles

My whole section, is full of models

Bad bitches, we throwing hunneds

Sumn sumn sumn sumn sumn, fuck it

[Verse 1]

Now I'm in yo 'tention span, keep up with me if you can

University of self, listen to the lesson plan

Used to kill niggas, but now they do it second hand-

Smoke, each other over nothing but guess again

I'm not over no finishing give you hope with religion

That keeps you broke and defeated

What kind of preachers preach with designer emblems

To congregation, by finishing off the savings

That you been saving but tell that you be Satan

If you don't believe

Let's talk about some education

How they never educated me properly how to think

Was never the topic, it only taught me to remember history

But HIS STORY never meant shit to me (naw.. fuck em)

Lets talk about these corporations thats pimping all of they workers to keep up with mortgage payments

The profits is unheard of, getting away with financial murder

Pushing poison, cigarettes and 40 ounces

But wanna lock you up for selling 40 ounces

Even though that marijuana never caused no drama

Now you thinking its all good cause they legalized it?

RFID chips, up in yo kush, before you realize it.. damn

[Hook] x2

Only the strongest of minds can wear the crown

When eye opened my eye, guess what I found

A motherfuckin King Mentality

[Verse 2]

Aye..

Lets talk about these fucking rappers

That could tell you how to cook a bird

But not what's coming after, when them wings fly

Homies get to tripping over green guys

Wanna fill you up with bullet holes and if you lucky

Police just might pull up at yo door

And hop out with they Glocks out

Little kids don't really know the differences

Between reality and fantasy and most families

All over the world don't know what Christmas is

You getting money though

Aye

Let's talk about that television

A tool used to tell the women

That they're not beautiful or suitable

Enough for this reality so now they hate themselves

Mentality all fucked up tainted with wealth

Lets talk about the music industry

And how song writers be the main creative energy

But gets the short end of the stick

So now they gotta bow down and write bullshit to pay the rent, damn

I need some motherfuckin answers

I wanna know the reason why my momma died of cancer

She would of been 66 today, my pain ricochets off the 808

And day to day it gets even more realer

Cause I don't know if it was the disease or the chemo

That killed her, Primo got no filter, I'd die for my message

You just a fake motherfuckerg lyin for a necklace

[Hook] x2

[Outro]

I'm up in the party like a rotated blunt

I'm a motherfuckin king so I say what I want

And you know what it is if you feel how I feel

Say goodbye to the bullshit, hello to the real

Hello(hello)

Hello(a motherfuckin King Mentality)