I'm A King Lyrics - Singles - P$c

Big Country Cane, Big Homie, what it is? 

I think I'm a rap straight up for these niggas 

Now everybody wanna be the king of the south 

When they ain't runnin' a damn thing but they mouth no doubt 

It's all good, ya'll just statin' ya'll opinion 

But in the south in any hood it's understood without saying it's a given 

It ain't because of what I'm doin for a livin' 

It's more because of what I do and how I'm livin' 

Not to mention when I'm rappin' 

I'm just hurtin niggas feelings 

And still chillin' on Simpson and Center Hill 

Made provisions for the clique that continue keep it pimpin' 

Whether crack was in the house 

Or record sales went through the ceiling 

So say what you want and do what you please 

But for fun I shoot 22s from your shoes to your knees 

I run a record label and a crew of Gs 

So, niggas'll come and look for you if a sneeze 

Or even breathe the wrong way 

Ya better do what the song say 

And be easy or else it'll be a long day 

I'm a king, bank rolls in the pockets of my jeans 

I'm a king, ya twisted nigga couldn't see me in your dreams 

I'm a king, top topic of all of ya magazines 

I'm a king, head of the body leader of the team 

I'm a king, remember I can get ya block knocked off 

I'm a king, a Bentley coupe with the top chopped off 

I'm a king, I'm connected nationwide but in the south 

I'm a king, just respect it and keep my name out ya mouth 

I'm a king 

I'm the prince shorty don't get it twisted 

Been calling shots simply from my flows existed 

And still find birds in my momma kitchen 

Ya might see me burning bert in a sub-division 

I got soldiers on deck 

Babyface pimpin', what ya know about that? 

I keep a bad grin with that bear top back 

My jeans feel tight 'cause my pockets stay fat 

Player better know that 

My neck got so much shit dangling 

Big dick, big chain it just keep on hanging 

Got a Hollywood hoe and a broad that be sanging 

They be hatin' 'cause I'm famous don't know what I was thinking 

This for every young nigga thinking he passed me 

I just think of you gone and that shit'll be nasty 

I'm a stay ballin' off of my old school classics 

The strength got big bank let's see if you can match it 

I'm a king, bank rolls in the pockets of my jeans 

I'm a king, ya twisted nigga couldn't see me in your dreams 

I'm a king, top topic of all of ya magazines 

I'm a king, head of the body leader of the team 

I'm a king, remember I can get ya block knocked off 

I'm a king, a Bentley coupe with the top chopped off 

I'm a king, I'm connected nationwide but in the south 

I'm a king, just respect it and keep my name out ya mouth 

I'm a king 

Shorty I'm down with the king so call me the greatest 

The number 1 hustler, I keep the street blazin' 

If the grapes don't sell, I dry 'em up and sell raisins 

Why ya'll cherry picking hustlers out here slavin'? 

Fat king shit nigga runs deep in my veins 

Pumped through my heart, live in my bone 

Marrow man, that's pimpin' 

My game is premium like octane 

Can't tell me nothing about stacking these benjamins 

I'm a king of the dirty, see me seated in the throne 

Over ruled of the dudes like Cesar did in Rome 

Wore the prints so demanded that had an ora so strong 

The south ain't been represented like this in so long 

I'm an emperor, ya best be glad, I'm working on my temper 

Otherwise I'll cock a pistol and send some missiles to your temple 

Disrespect, I'm a blooka till it gets straight and simple 

Brass knuckles to ya dentals blast suckers in they dimples 

I'm a king, bank rolls in the pockets of my jeans 

I'm a king, ya twisted nigga couldn't see me in your dreams 

I'm a king, top topic of all of ya magazines 

I'm a king, head of the body leader of the team 

I'm a king, remember I can get ya block knocked off 

I'm a king, a Bentley coupe with the top chopped off 

I'm a king, I'm connected nationwide but in the south 

I'm a king, just respect it and keep my name out ya mouth 

I'm a king