Lyrics: Maurice S/Cheikh N
Music: Maurice S/Cheikh N
Shaq Capalot/R2R Moe - King of My City
Whole lot of young fly n!ggas
On-on the song n!gga, I'm gettin' jiggy
They be copyin' my sound n!gga
We-we from Harlem and we gettin' litty
Whole lot of young fly n!ggas
They been tryna ride the wave, yeah
But they gon' end up drownin' in it
I be feelin' like these n!ggas wan' get me
Every time I'm in the towns n!gga
I'm really feelin' like king of my city
Okay, it's a reason I feel like the man
Last n!gga fronted got put on his back, why they do it I don't understand
Been through this sh!t from the bottom, the fvck I look like tryna give out my hand
Feel like the king of my city, they don't show no love so I know where they stand
They like cap you cannot break the rules
Must not know who I am, n!gga move
Like bich who are you?
Why'd you think that I'm boo-boo the fool
Gotta go lock myself in the booth
All in my feelings, don't know what to do
So much to lose, only way I'mma blow is if I'm gon' take it to the moon
I-I get to walkin' then I hit my lean
She keep askin' me why I don't post her, and I know she don't know what it mean
Turn around let me give you some more love, baby girl can we keep it a bean
All of them n!ggas you with they not me, I know they hatin', cannot fold
They be watchin' so I gotta show them
Show 'em that I got the key
I know like most of the time I move humble but I gotta show them just how I could be
And it's a difference between competition and n!ggas who never could really compete
I pop my collar like bich I'm a G
I'm gon' keep steppin' ain't really no gettin' between
N!ggas will always find a way to hate
Call up these biches I know they be fans
On my body but you got a man
Right on the block leave her right where she is
Breadwinner yeah that be the brand
I bet this 40-a gon' make em dance
She don't know what go on in my head
I miss my granny you won't understand
Okay 'cuz she don't really know how I'm feelin'
I get to trippin'
Yes it be mutual respect but I've been tryna keepin' my distance
You say you healin', oh if you say so yeah you healin', I know that you thinkin' I'm chillin'
I'm only fvckin' with you if you with me, this be the sh!t that make me feel like I'm really killin' yo vibe
Hours and hours of time, yes I'mma spend it if you really need me I'll show it up
I ain't trip bout no hoes I'ma throw 'em out, it's only you that go crazy and blow it up
Our proportion, for your love I feel like I gotta go through extortion
I ain't trippin' I'll buy you some more shit, that's what you do when you make n!ggas force it
On-on the song n!gga, I'm gettin' jiggy
They be copyin' my sound n!gga
We-we from Harlem and we gettin' litty
Whole lot of young fly n!ggas
They been tryna ride the wave, yeah
But they gon' end up drownin' in it
I be feelin' like these n!ggas wan' get me
Every time I'm in the towns n!gga
I'm really feelin' like king of my city
I-I get to walkin' then I hit my lean
She keep askin' me why I don't post her, and I know she don't know what it mean
Turn around let me give you some more love, baby girl can we keep it a bean
All of them n!ggas you with they not me, I know they hatin, cannot fold
They be watchin' so I gotta show them