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[Intro - Diddy]
I ain't come around here to look all cool
I already am cool
Iâm here to do the motherfucking show
Thatâs what I love to do
Ainât nobody safe
Are you ready?
Can you dig it?
[Verse 1 â King Los]
They say I been the best on the low huh
Why heâs so underrated, thatâs been your question before huh
I was destined to get my shining on
My whole future dipped in gold and covered in diamond stones
Stop the music, thatâs reckless
Especially how niggas lose they future to a necklace
Adidas suit flier than shell toes
Maneuver in the coupe, the roof by my elbows
Niggas wanna be me, bitches wanna date me
Young black and rich so the whole world hate me
But my city like a warzone, block like a Navy
So sleep on a nigga, get you rocked like a baby
Iâm the itty bitty nigga with the big dreams
I donât go 50/50 with you âless itâs big cream
They say the small things in life that could flip things
And me and your girl got a thing, ainât no big thing
Sickest nigga living, stick 'em in them
Ditches run up on me if you into stitches
Itâs just intuition, intermission
Never cause Iâm gutter, niggas in tuition
Wish a nigga would, wish him well
Heâll need intervention due to inhibition and addition
Of when you get in division of a hyper spiteful delightful rival with sniper rifles
Iâm twice as nice as Bible recitals minus the title
The Eiffel tower, your idol, the highest title, the vital
Not to mention the chosen, flow so cold these scriptures is cryogenically frozen
I am serious period, whatever pyramid that my identity goes in
Let it be known
I wrote this in hieroglyphics, Iâm here to be throned
I hope you cowards can dig it, Iâm heir to the throne
Behold the powerful gift that I share in the song
Just donât stare at me wrong
Yeah Iâm house hunting, looking to house something
I change the subject, you ainât about nothing
This ainât about stunting, but Iâm a rich nigga
Rich on the inside , yeah thatâs a big bigger
I wouldâve sit with you, but this the cool table
Oh yeah your girl 8 balls without a pool table
And yâall canât floss without a shoe label
And yeah we move cane to make the moves able
Hold up, flash back, it was me and C
He told me how to cook the dope, told me be a G
You tryna get up in the door, got to see a key
Now nigga we in the house like a B&E
My nigga Marty held us down, we was CMB
No Nino, no G money, just the G in me
So when you see the block click yeah you see the streets
They the NWA to my Eazy E, hold up
You see weâre flexing through cleaner
Groupies sweating the king, Gucci sweats in the beamer
Gucci links on my neck, herringbone with the Nefertiti piece
With the diamonds, and rubies out of the freezer
Uh, my nautical column starts from sharpest decreasing
Creases the thought of a dollar sparks interest
Though we never had interest in college talks
We still tryna bring that drop out, look how I walk
Iâm a hustler
[Verse 2 â Mark Battles]
Hey Los bro give me a beat
I make something out of nothing, used to live in the street
Tryna ménage with mills like Nicki and Meek
Our precision with division till the mission complete
Two vixens a week, been discrete so she hope itâs a fling
Wide asleep, Iâm too focused to dream
Doing shots, I donât notice a thing
Eyes drop when I float to the scene
So much swag yeah the boy he turned Los to a king
Thatâs my nigga for life, I need five for a show and I ainât dropping a price
To me these niggas light, I donât feed into hype
If you got it and I want it Iâll see you tonight right
Iâll flat line em like a hyphen
I donât need to write this, off the head like ISIS
Ten for my likeness, two hundred for the Nikes
She tryna be my wifey, these hoes donât excite me...
(Music)