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Will Be King

Toosii
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You know me, I've always been one of them niggas who wanted my mom and my dad to be together so bad You know, but things just ain't work out that way Even though it ain't work out like that Like, I love my dad, you know, more than he know I done really laid in bushes with my dad, I'd You know, I'd do the same thing for my son My son ain't gotta be no gangsta, though He ain't gotta be He can be whatever he wanna be, you know Yeah, rich nigga, made it outta poverty, yeah I did everything I had to do, got where I gotta be I don't never foresee, no one's stopping me Got a whole lot of Glocks, ARs, and .762 shots with me I'm feeling kinda dangerous, don't you tame it, my nigga Feel it in my soul, I'm gon' be the world's greatest, my nigga Like one of them ball playin' niggas Nigga, I love to hustle You can go and ask my family, bitch, I got it off the muscle From McChesney when "Nugget" he used to scuffle Or Sherman Park, I used to flip for dollars, I still got it in my duffle All that and a bag of chips, sour cream, Lays, ruffle Just 'cause I say I love you, I don't trust you Yeah, I done seen kings die at the throne I done seen niggas come and try to break inside my home I done been shot at just for putting names inside songs But best believe when we caught that nigga, we did 'em wrong This some real life shit Get you real life hit I don't need no gold digger, need a real life bitch I don't tote no air-soft, I keep a real life stick And nigga I ain't no girl, I be staying out the mix Will be king I hit my knees, bow to the Lord, ask for forgiveness I done did bad things Nobody perfect, but I know the Lord been watchin' me Like to spin the block and hit a nigga, knock his dreads off Ain't from ATL but we blitzing shit like we red dogs Glock 4-5, I'ma give it to my security Just pass me that AK and I'll send a nigga where spirits be My son gotta eat Baby mama want that Benz Mama want her a new crib So it's time to move her again I say, fuck it, bitch it's nothin,' I got racks in the safe But if it all go downhill, she workin' back at sweepstakes Will be king I hit my knees, bow to the Lord, ask for forgiveness I done did bad things Nobody perfect, but I know the Lord been watchin' me (Toosii, you recordin' that high?) Bro, look (That shit don't matter, bruh, that shit it don't matter) Fuck all that other shit, this what I'm tryna tell you What you goin' through right now ain't bigger than what you about to overc- Like, it's not bigger than what you about to receive, bro You think that what you going through right now is something That shit is petty Fuck that shit, 'cause guess what? Somebody done been in your same shoes (I know that's what I'm sayin') (So choke somebody, man) So look this what I'm tellin' you, though What you gon' do? Sit around and complain about it all day? Or you don't do something to make it better?