The king's anthem Lyrics

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I got a lot on my chest, That's why I put on a vest

Things that would shorten your breath

That's why am getting the greens

Getting your girl the new vince

Pussy as black as my jeans

drip in my gene, I got the diesel no vin

My wheels don't drag they just spin

I got a thing, You never see my last seen

I cannot leave like I'm one of the bros

We in the business she calling us pros

I Got the number I'm dialing the hoes

Never been her ex but she calling me con

Artist like me we always respond

You facing the boss but you not gon respawn

you not gon respawn

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My niggas call me the lyrical god

Cutting my ops with my biblical words

She said my dick is like a magical sword

I like to think it's a mythical rod

I ain't got time for this enemies shit

You to weak to me my enemy bitch

You like to say things like you humble and shit

But the truth is you on poverty shit

Tryna get rich do it Lickeyty-split

We talking old money inheritance shit

I ain't got time to be keeping them streaks

It's a routine the same shit every week

All of my niggas on some arrogant shit

You busy crying that the matrix has glitched

You should just get up and dig your own ditch

You should just get up and dig your own ditch

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Imma mumble this shit

Say a number I might Double this shit

You tryna play ball but I'm running this pitch

Din't even move and this nigga just twitched

You wanna learn nigga you better come sit

You know who the best is you better say please

Smile for the camera you better say cheese

This is a lecture ain't making no diss

How many times did I switch up my flow

Already know that I did it sixfold

Lot on my chest, One of the bros, Lyrical god, For this Enemies shit

You wanna learn nigga you better come sit,Then I switched up my flow

Call me the king cause I sit on the throne, That is my destiny watch it unfold

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