[Intro]

You know, me I always been one of them niggas who wanted my mom and my dad to be there this whole bad, you know?

But things just ain't work out that way, yeah

Even tho it ain't work out like that, like

I love my dad, you know, more than he know

I done really laid them bushes with my dad, I done

You know, I do the same thing for my son

My son ain't gotta be no gangsta, tho

He ain't gotta be

He can be whatever he wanna to be, you know?

[Verse 1]

Yeah, rich nigga, made it out of poverty

Yeah, I did everything I had to do, got where I gotta be

I don't ever forеsee no one's stoppin' me

Got a whole lot of Glock's, AR's and .762 shots with mе

I'm feelin' kinda dangerous, don't you tame me, my nigga

Feel it in my soul, I'm gon' be the worlds greatest, my nigga

Like one them ball playing niggas, nigga I love a hustle

You can go and ask my family, bitch I got it off the muscle

From me testing with nothing, he used to scuffle

On Sherman Park I used to flip for dollars, I still got it in my duffle

Why let a bag of chips, sour cream laced ruffle

Just 'cause I say I love you, I don't trust you

Yeah, I done seen kings die at the throne

I done seen niggas come and try to break inside my home

I done been shot at just for puttin' names inside songs

But best believe when we caught that nigga, we did him wrong

This some real life shit, get your real life hit

I don't need no gold digger, need a real life bitch

I don't tote no airsoft, I keep a real life stick

And nigga I ain't no girl, I be stayin' out the mix

[Chorus]

Will be king, uh

I hit my niece, bow to the Lord ask for forgiveness

I done did bad things, ay

Nobody perfect but I know the Lord been watchin' me

[Verse 2]

Like spin a block and hit a nigga knock his dreads off

Ain't from ATF but we blitzin' shit like we Red Dogs

Glock .45, I'ma give it to my security

Just pass me that AK and I send a nigga respects, B

My son gotta eat, baby mama want that Benz

Mama want her a new crib so it's time to move her again

I say, "Fuck it bitch it's nothing", I got racks in the safe

But if it all go downhill she workin' back at Sweepstakes

[Chorus]

Will be king, uh

I hit my niece, bow to the Lord ask for forgiveness

I done did bad things, ay

Nobody perfect but I know the Lord been watchin' me

[Outro]

Toosii you recordin' that high?

Bro, look that shit don't matter

Fuck all that other shit, this what I'm tryna tell you

What you going through right now ain't bigger than what you about to overc—

Like it's not bigger than what you about to receive, bro

You think that what you going through right now is something

That shit is petty

Fuck that shit, 'cause guess what?

Somebody done been in your same shoes

I know that's what I'm sayin'

So choke somebody man

So look this what I'm tellin' you tho

What you gon' do?

Sit around and complain about it all day or you gon' do something to make it better?