Lyrics: Tauheed Epps/Joshua Samuel/Samuel David Jimenez/Jaucquez Lowe/Daniel Stodghill/Durk Banks
Music: Tauheed Epps/Joshua Samuel/Samuel David Jimenez/Jaucquez Lowe/Daniel Stodghill/Durk Banks
[Intro]
Got, got it on smash
Turn Me Up Josh
[Chorus: Sleepy Rose]
And I'm like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings
Every other night a different murder scene
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got [?] vision
Tryna see my son grew up and I can't shoot different
[?] killin', there were two [?]
I feel like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
[I've been thinking?] like a trapper since the pacifier in the mix
Like [?]
When I was 38, I 40 ya, mortifier
More money I make, more stuff I buy
Tru [?]
When I die, tryna help the system from domestic violence
Stay by the airport, all I heard was planes and sirens
My DNA despise a coward
I'm black, rich and educated so I got the power
I think like a king, act like a king
When you was on the trapper lane, I was on the triple beam
Promethazine with my pinky ring, yeah
Team blowing up like creatine
Queen swell
I'ma protect myself if you don't mean well
[Chorus: Sleepy Rose & 2 Chainz]
And I'm like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings (Yeah)
Every other night a different murder scene
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got [?] vision
Tryna see my son grew up and I can't shoot different (Oh)
[?] killin', there were two [?] (Yeah)
I feel like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I'm a king now
Niggas playin' spot 'em got 'em, had that .40 in my Levis
And on the street side
[?] corners with them shortys tryna get back
We was raised [?] they just claimin' shit
You ain't lose nobody from your block, you just be namin' shit
Niggas get out of they [?] like I won't shoot [?]
And I'm from the block where your homie killed, that's that dangerous shit
The way he dressin' up [?] he stylist
I hate talkin' to my dog on a tablet
They were last 800 of a thousand
He was my mans but he traited, he a coward
[Chorus: Sleepy Rose]
And I'm like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings
Every other night a different murder scene
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got [?] vision
Tryna see my son grew up and I can't shoot different
[?] killin', there were two [?]
I feel like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings