King Shit - Jay Fizzle

Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh This is how it feel to be on top of the world, oh-oh I'm so glad I've been through the dirt, oh-oh You can never play me, I know my worth, oh-oh You can call me whatever you want, I've been called worse, nigga Let go of all your fears, let go of all your fears I go to church on the moon, I talk to God on shrooms I know I'm not perfect, but the God I worship He forgives, He saves King shit (king shit), king shit (king) King shit (king), king shit (king) Set it off (set it off), set it off (set it off) Set it off (off), set it off Come on King shit (king shit), king shit (king shit) King shit (king shit), king shit (king shit) Set it off (set it off), set it off (off) Set it off (off), set it off Ice box, where my heart used to be Giving rocks, to the slimes cool with me Can't never let the guap ruin me Ten times what they say on my eulogy Snapbacks, tattoos and jewelry Talking dollar signs, ever so fluently Top of the world, baby, it's you and me She's all about her nudity It be moving me, is she using me? Ms. Troublemaker, come hop in the pool with me Know what we doing, we right where we choose to be Thought I told you it ain't new to me I might show my true colours, for you to see This for the homies that God took away from me Heaven is empty, they're right in the stu' with me King shit (king shit), king shit (king shit) King shit (king shit), king shit (king) Set it off (set it off), set it off (set it off) Set it off (off), set it off (off) Come on King shit (king shit), king shit (king shit) King shit (king shit), king shit (king shit) Set it off (set it off), set it off (set it off) Set it off (set it off), set it off (off) Have you ever seen a Zulu man as passionate as this, baby? Flying state to state, to state, to state, to state, to state But Durban still the crib, baby Five hunnid stina, Blue Madibas for the feature, spittin' lava through the grill, baby I know they're 'bout to tell me I'm feelin' myself When they all wanna know how it feel, baby All you cheerleaders stick to cheering, please What's your two cents to my pair of McQueen's The ones before me started calling me king Pass me the torch, now I carry it clean I'm only human, I am not a machine Can't have everybody under my wing You take the crown, you take the yang and the yin Defend the title, I'ma stay in the ring Ring

Aye mont you'll hit the light Aye c3nturii we live I be on that country shit cruising on that player shit My vibe so magnificent cooler than the ac I be spitting shit to make them young niggas stop popping pills if you listen to me I might show you how to make a mill get a plan make sure all them nigga's that you Round is fam Make sure that you never get crossed out like a x-man Salute all my producers y'all been absolutely useful And it is my conclusion that these nigga's got contusions in they membranes I just want the money minus fame shawty get a A- if she never feels my pain or she never digs my flow or she never feed My soul or She sit around all day gossiping about some hoes Imma tell her pack her shit and you can get the fuck on it's been way too long bitch I'm Back in my zone I just came to claim the crown and climb up high up on my throne and i'm in better Moods lately give no time to the ladies Might flirt back and forth half these bitches out here they be slim shady Hard to trust a Soul drop bombs on my opps refer to me as tom brady It's pressure in my blunts pink and blueberry runtz i'm the Shit nigga We be on that we be on that country shit We just getting money we ain't really on that friendly shit I can't wait to ride in the back with a bad bitch on my left side And that pinky ring with the watch to match We be on that we be on that country shit We just getting money we ain't really on that friendly shit I can't wait to ride in the back with a bad bitch on my left side And that pinky ring with the watch to match This your boy Elway (Yeah) (Look) We be on that country shit I be rapping they like he be on that conscious shit My diamond rings and shiny things are just a compliment And if your bitch see me she leaving that's just common sense And no that ain't no threat that's just my confidence (Yeah) smoking on some shit that Smells astonishing That's on my momma all i gave her was a compliment She know the vibes & she say she ain't with that drama shit Steady adding to my list of accomplishments I told the team we gonna be big I'm talking monument, look on a paper chase I'm on my Running shit (Look) Niggas hear my shit like where you from again I tell them Griffin that's for me & my accomplices Just don't come down here slipping it's a consequence it's real niggas round my way Boy & we dominant And if we can't smoke inside then we ain't coming in Smokers Section fool We be on that we be on that country shit We just getting money we ain't really on that friendly shit I can't wait to ride in the back with a bad bitch on my left side And that pinky ring with the watch to match We be on that we be on that country shit We just getting money we ain't really on that friendly shit I can't wait to ride in the back with a bad bitch on my left side And that pinky ring with the watch to match This the smokers section Nigga what it look like Shut the fuck up & pass me the gas Yeah that's it there Yeah this shit hitting ain't it I'm goddamn so high boy Boy what the fuck

Hoes ain't sh-, all these hoes ain't shit Von Boy, I don't trust shit, hoes be too slick, don't trust that bitch Better suck my dick... (DJ on the beat so it's a banger) Von! Boy, I don't trust shit, hoes be too slick, don't trust that bitch Better suck my dick, bitch find out where I live had to move my crib Name one hoe real, stop playin' lil' boy better check her DM Now you like, "Who is him?" She call that nigga her brother but these hoes ain't shit See I met her at school, she was 5 foot 2 lil' bitch too cute Used to follow all the rules She was from outta town so her parents just moved I'm like, "Bet, that's cool" Thinkin' she might be different 'cause this lil' bitch knew But she had me fooled Took that bitch to the block now she fuckin' on Duke See these hoes be fu', she fuckin' on me and she fuckin' on you They in love with the crew For the money and fame it's a shame what they do I had a bitch, had to change how I move She was bipolar, kept changin' her mood Callin' her brother, like what he gon' do And if he pop out then I'm poppin' him too Gotta play dumb when they think you a fool She got three niggas, she thinkin' it's cute I went to prison, they thinkin' I'm through Got out, start rappin' and bitch I done blew They call me Von, and bitch I'm the truth They pay attention when I'm in the booth I 'on't trust bitches, I'm checkin' her room Caught her with the opps, now she checked out by noon Boy, I don't trust shit, hoes be too slick, don't trust that bitch Better suck my dick, bitch find out where I live had to move my crib Name one hoe real, stop playin' lil' boy better check her DM Now you like, "Who is him?" She call that nigga her brother but these hoes ain't shit See I met her at school, she was 5 foot 2 lil' bitch too cute Used to follow all the rules She was from outta town so her parents just moved I'm like, "Bet, that's cool" Thinkin' she might be different 'cause this lil' bitch knew But she had me fooled Took that bitch to the block now she fuckin' on Duke Hell nah I don't trust her, I'm just tryna fuck her I ain't gon' cuff her, boy, these hoes ain't nothin' Hell nah, I don't trust her, see I'm just tryna fuck her I don't do the cuffin', boy, these hoes ain't nothin' I ain't got no time for no hoes that ain't mine, I ain't lyin' I be duckin' hoes like they one time I ain't got no time for no hoes that ain't mine, I ain't lyin' I be duckin' hoes like they one time Boy, I don't trust shit, hoes be too slick, don't trust that bitch Better suck my dick, bitch find out where I live had to move my crib Name one hoe real, stop playin' lil' boy better check her DM Now you like, "Who is him?" She call that nigga her brother but these hoes ain't shit See I met her at school, she was 5 foot 2 lil' bitch too cute Used to follow all the rules She was from outta town so her parents just moved I'm like, "Bet, that's cool" Thinkin' she might be different 'cause this lil' bitch knew But she had me fooled Took that bitch to the block now she fuckin' on Duke

Yeah Feel me Paper outta business or no business (let the band play) It's like Tue- I don't know what the fuck day is But look, I'ma tell you about this Sunday though, feel me This shit like everyday to me, you feel But this one Sunday it was like It started Sunday morning, I woke up with a fit (mad as hell) Grandma gone to church, and my papa gone fishing (they cool) I wash my face, brush my teeth and I rolled up a spliff My whore so BO, call my phone, all in this shit (damn) So I hung up in her face, grabbed my strap, walked out the door (I'm gone) IPhone currently ringing, man I got too many hoes I went and checked the mail and then went back and locked the door (locked it) Grey hopped out the Uber like, "Let's pull up on the low" Jump up in that van, signs down the e-way, goin' 150 I'm with Glizzy, smoking Backwoods Hoping the folks don't come and get me That lil' boy she smoke the Vic, we thought we headed to East Memphis (East) Kaiser Casa he just left the gun, still bought a brand new .50 He got bags, Santa Claus, big old racks, no tennis balls Hit my flip phone, be in the car, we at the store on many hauls No Circle K, but we straight, dropped my 10k out to play Tell my why I just took it back so that's a twenty on half a day Pull round the corner in the trap and go see D Lo All hustle, no luck and free Trillstar, man that's my 'migo (Trillstar) Lil' fool turn me up, brought out the straps, he come like G.I. Joe Leo, that's my twin, play with it cool, on the set he blow Next stop is the North, where the opps at They say don't make no stops at, fuck 'em Pound 'pon it, bitch I'm good in every project Wack out my lil' nigga, melter have my dog Forever screaming, "Free trap", bitch we dust that hoe Just hit midnight, so I'm headed to my neighborhood Count up 30k and that's today, man I'm feeling good (money) Ay, 'cause these three hoes on the way (three hoes) These "E" pills got me rolling plus I just had a great day Woke up late, but I'm feeling great, late night 30k, on a Sunday Grandma she at church, it's me and Crape I'm from Memphis, this just how we living Where we show no pity, niggas killing, I saw my niggas dealing Welcome to my city, paper route business