[Hook]

Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist

They know

Time on my hands and ice on my wrist

I know

Taking me out top of your list

Lay low

Cuz

You come at the king, you better not miss

[Verse 1]

Hate been coming at me left and right

Keep it moving side to side

Spend more time in the stu than home

I know yall stuck at a nine to five

Taking shots and throwing stones

Small glass homes they stuck inside

Live my life, yall comatose

Ain't no heart or vital signs

We all just want a piece of the pie

My team's got dreams and we keep it alive

We chase gold stars - been seeking the prize

I wave at haters and leave em behind

Like Bye Felicia

Leaving em blind and they seething inside

Take more shots and they push my buttons

Till I Make my concert the scene of a crime

[Hook]

Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist

They know

Time on my hands and ice on my wrist

I know

Taking me out top of your list

Lay low

Cuz

You come at the king, you better not miss

[Verse 2]

It's funny they mad when I tell them

They tracks really couldn't fill seats at they shows

I try to keep quiet when hating but

Karma come back when I reach a plateau

I get it fo sho -

You reap what you sow

These rappers be having the weakest of flows

They dropping the hooks like the weakest of blows

And Ima be here till im weak in the bones

Been feeling like julius ceasar

It's funny what homies would do to a leader right?

They loving to act like they need Advice

But don't show them yo back or you'll meet a knife

Don't bring that to a gun fight

Quick draw steel meet smoke at sunlight

What I say?

Best not miss if you tryna get sonned, right

[Hook]

Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist

They know

Time on my hands and ice on my wrist

I know

Taking me out top of your list

Lay low

Cuz

You come at the king, you better not miss

[Outro]

You come at the king, you better not miss

You come at the king, you better not miss

Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist

Feelin like'