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(Intro: Bizzle)
I donât do it like the KING do, yeah
Everybody a king, everybody a god huh? Alright
(Chorus: Bizzle)
Tell âem they donât do it like the KING do, KING do
Homey ainât nobody king you, king you simmer down boy
And get your hands off the crown boy, now boy, Believe me
They donât do it like the KING do, KING do
Homey ainât nobody king you, king you, simmer down boy
And get your hands off the crown boy, now boy, Real talk
(Verse 1: Bizzle)
Every other day another sucker on a record pushing dirt up on the LORDâS NAME
More money, more cars, get some more chains
This is a sure thing, only way that this will go, rich or poor, shove them in the box like a board game
Fools lottery, if you think all that property gonâ fit up in that box you play way too much Monopoly
Weâre just the clay, HE the POTTER, we the pottery
If you remove HIS hands then we in bad shape, fall in it
GOD over money boy, thatâs just my philosophy
As long as I am the realest Iâm the richest automatically
Game full of lies so they hating on my honesty
But Imma tell the truth till they body me
(Chorus: Bizzle)
They donât do it like the KING do, KING do
Homey ainât nobody king you, king you, simmer down boy
And get your hands off the crown boy, now boy, Believe me
They donât do it like the KING do, KING do
Homey ainât nobody king you, king you, simmer down boy
And get your hands off the crown boy, now boy, Real talk
(Verse 2: Bizzle)
Killer, killer, killer Mr. Killer, You donât really want it like you say boy
Everybody wanna bang when itâs their boy
Everybody want an issue till the magazine spray and their centre fold, they donât want to play boy
Bullets hot dawg pipe down, you talking like you trying to die right now
Truth is if you get shot you gonâ cry loud, and every drop of gangster in your body gonâ dry out
Everybody wanna pop ârugers, we love to brag about it like itâs not foolish
They hate us cause we try to put a stop to it, then we love to glorify murder till a cop do it
Never been a shooter, that was never me, never disrespected anybody who respected me
Always kept the cool when I knew we was at the deep, 30 on breeze not gangster thatâs hella weak
I know you got a strap boy Iâm with it too, but I donât let it change how I get at you
Yâall like 5-0, started for protection, the problem is yâall become bishop when you get the juice
(Chorus)
They donât do it like the KING do, KING do
Homey ainât nobody king you, simmer down boy
And get your hands off the crown boy, now boy, Believe me
They donât do it like the KING do, KING do
Homey ainât nobody king you, simmer down boy
And get your hands off the crown boy, now boy, Real talk
(Verse 3: H.U.R.T)
So you trapping in your video and killing in them songs
If you canât keep HIS word then them lyrics did you wrong
Cause you sleeping in the âburbs, and them visuals is phony
I know everything you rap about, I did it with my homies
Get money out the soil huh? Something like oil right?
That donât make you loyal bruh, you ainât even loyal cause you from the hood
But you donât tell them nothing good, you just sell them poison and the profits move you from the hood
Understood, it takes a KING to make a king, something that a king do
Whereâs the dude that made you king? Whatâs his name? King who?
You send your kid to private school and tell mineâs bad
You wear the colors but you only rap about the gang
YAHWEHâS the KING, and your way it seems to have me of way to hell, in the hallway of screams
Please believe since thereâs just only one KING, that can only mean one thing