"How You King?" lyrics
(Hitmaka)
If I fell, with no one around
Wouldn't even make a sound
'Cause I can't even make one now
Now I get these thoughts in my head
But I wouldn't do it anyway
Or at least that's what I say
Till I'm out on the edge
I take a look at the bottom
I know that we're hurt, hitting ground
But I don't think that I mind the fallin'
Would anyone know?
Is there anyone watchin'?
I'm getting crazy ideas in my head
And I don't think I'm able to stop 'em
How you the king rockstar with a loose string?
Go loose change, oh Donnie Brasco when the blues came
I went 2 Chainz when the group changed
Duffle Bag Boy, with the Grammy winners on the tabloids
Real champs never pawn rings
Never leap off springs for short springs, no offense
We da summer boys, hits every year
All bazookas where they put the roof at?
Do you put Hov where you put BIG and Snoop at?
Or you put him higher 'cause he made it bigger through that
Or you measure by the decades, who's the Jefe?
With the most mommies suckin' on the leche
Or you measure by the pioneers
All the youngins making hits, classics, and dying in a couple years
Day ones to the top with me
Ain't no love you could buy from me
Just a mosque in the wild for me
They don't wanna get high with me, just high for me
How you the king? Check the catalog
Who you stackin on? I'm in the crib like the Avalon
You can't clash, knock your helmet off
Million sprints through this rap-a-thon
I'm in the drop with your goddess, yeah, ya babylon
There was biters till they caught the itis
Overnighters can't afford their writers
The Maldives water looking like, hypnotic
Ten years plus need hits, French got 'em
We leveled up, view 360, yeah
Never get it twisted like Doug Christie hair
Hologram outside with a bundle pack
And I don't sell vinyls for the bundle pack
Day ones to the top with me
Ain't no love you could buy from me
Just a mosque in the wild for me
They don't wanna get high with me, just high for me
I can't hype the faith 'cause I leap
I pray promises I keep and never fold like the silk sheets
Ten piece and a lion emblem, Paparazzi render, CB don't surrender
Threats we don't send 'em, her temple foundation to the kingdom
Young kings had the block trending
And we low like we owe the payment
But we own the building, yeah, they want us in the blender
There was ceilings with my hands is tryin' to keep us under
Leavin' millions for the grandkids
Yeah, and tell me what's the reason, I got amnesia
Love a life I don't remember, just a glimpse in pieces
Day ones to the top with me
Ain't no love you could buy from me
Just a mosque in the wild for me
They don't wanna get high with me, just high for me
Aye yo, hit me back as soon as you get this message
If I fell, with no one around
Wouldn't even make a sound
'Cause I can't even make one now
Now I get these thoughts in my head
But I wouldn't do it anyway
Or at least that's what I say
Till I'm out on the edge
I take a look at the bottom
I know that we're hurt, hitting ground
But I don't think that I mind the fallin'
Would anyone know?
Is there anyone watchin'?
I'm getting crazy ideas in my head
And I don't think I'm able to stop 'em
How you the king rockstar with a loose string?
Go loose change, oh Donnie Brasco when the blues came
I went 2 Chainz when the group changed
Duffle Bag Boy, with the Grammy winners on the tabloids
Real champs never pawn rings
Never leap off springs for short springs, no offense
We da summer boys, hits every year
All bazookas where they put the roof at?
Do you put Hov where you put BIG and Snoop at?
Or you put him higher 'cause he made it bigger through that
Or you measure by the decades, who's the Jefe?
With the most mommies suckin' on the leche
Or you measure by the pioneers
All the youngins making hits, classics, and dying in a couple years
Day ones to the top with me
Ain't no love you could buy from me
Just a mosque in the wild for me
They don't wanna get high with me, just high for me
How you the king? Check the catalog
Who you stackin on? I'm in the crib like the Avalon
You can't clash, knock your helmet off
Million sprints through this rap-a-thon
I'm in the drop with your goddess, yeah, ya babylon
There was biters till they caught the itis
Overnighters can't afford their writers
The Maldives water looking like, hypnotic
Ten years plus need hits, French got 'em
We leveled up, view 360, yeah
Never get it twisted like Doug Christie hair
Hologram outside with a bundle pack
And I don't sell vinyls for the bundle pack
Day ones to the top with me
Ain't no love you could buy from me
Just a mosque in the wild for me
They don't wanna get high with me, just high for me
I can't hype the faith 'cause I leap
I pray promises I keep and never fold like the silk sheets
Ten piece and a lion emblem, Paparazzi render, CB don't surrender
Threats we don't send 'em, her temple foundation to the kingdom
Young kings had the block trending
And we low like we owe the payment
But we own the building, yeah, they want us in the blender
There was ceilings with my hands is tryin' to keep us under
Leavin' millions for the grandkids
Yeah, and tell me what's the reason, I got amnesia
Love a life I don't remember, just a glimpse in pieces
Day ones to the top with me
Ain't no love you could buy from me
Just a mosque in the wild for me
They don't wanna get high with me, just high for me
Aye yo, hit me back as soon as you get this message
Writer(s): Christian Ward, Roy C. Hammond, Floyd Eugene Bentley, Carl E. McCormick, Karim Kharbouch, Don D. Robey, Isaac John D. De Boni, Emily Warren, Nick Ruth, Astrid Smeplass, Michael David Mule, Jahmal Gwin
