Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lost Kings , by - 2 Chainz. Release date: 03.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lost Kings |
| And I’m like, how the hell a nigga pose to breathe |
| If all they do is kill off all the kings? |
| Every other night a different murder scene |
| Every other night a different murder scene |
| And I got a full vision |
| Tryna see my son grow up and I can’t chose different |
| Every night dream about me killing, it was too vicious? |
| I feel like how the hell a nigga suppose to breathe |
| If all they do is kill off all the kings? |
| I been thinkin like a trapper since the pacifier in the mix like Jambalya |
| When I was thirty-eight, I’ll 45 ya, yeah mortify ya |
| More money I make more stuff I buy |
| Troup died at the Chevron, big rock beside him |
| Wham died tryna to help his sister from domestic violence |
| Stayed by the airport, all I heard were 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 a trampoline I was on a triple beam |
| Promethazine with my pinky ring |
| Yeah, team blowin' up like creatine, yeah |
| Queen swear I’ma protect myself if you don’t mean well |
| And I’m like, how the hell a nigga pose to breathe |
| If all they do is kill off all the kings? |
| Every other night a different murder scene |
| Every other night a different murder scene |
| And I got a full vision |
| Tryna see my son grow up and I can’t chose different |
| Every night dream about me killing, it was too vicious |
| I feel like how the hell a nigga suppose to breathe |
| If all they do is kill off all the kings? |
| I’m a king now |
| Niggas playin spot em got 'em hand that 40 on my Levi’s |
| And on the street side |
| You wasn’t out there on them corners with them shortys tryna get back |
| We was raised from all them different rappers, they just claiming shit |
| You ain’t lose nobody from your block, you just be naming shit |
| Niggas get out they body like I won’t shoot 'em, I hate this famous shit |
| And I’m from that block your homie’ll kill ya, that’s that dangerous shit |
| The way he dressing up the opp block he a stylist |
| I hate talkin' to my dog on a tablet |
| Gave 'em my last 800 off of 1000 |
| That was my mans but he traded, he a coward |
| And I’m like, how the hell a nigga pose to breathe |
| If all they do is kill off all the kings? |
| Every other night a different murder scene |
| Every other night a different murder scene |
| And I got a full vision |
| Tryna see my son grow up and I can’t chose different |
| Every night dream about me killing, it was too vicious |
| I feel like how the hell a nigga suppose to breathe |
| If all they do is kill off all the kings? |