Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song King, artist - Curly J.
Date of issue: 01.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
King |
We love you Curly J |
(Dun-dun-dun-dun |
I know you got this song on replay) |
I met a baddie, I heard she was straight out of Cali |
She bad and boujee with a fattie, I had to get on it |
Niggas is losing the ball, I’m shooting my shot like I want it, these niggas |
don’t want it |
Nigga there ain’t no games of it, I’m ending this this shit like I’m Jordan |
like who my opponent |
Bitch you can call me King James, when I join the team I own it like I’ma |
control it |
Your shawty chillin' with me, your shawty callin' me king |
Shawty said she love the way that I sing |
Her boyfriend call, she letting it ring |
I walk in like that nigga |
They wasn’t posting with me, I remember I was all on that block, |
it was me pulling triggers (Pew pew) |
They wasn’t with it, I remember it was me by my solo, my dolo, I had to go get |
it |
I came from nothing to something, it was hard I ain’t scared to admit it |
My story different from niggas, I’m meant for this class, sweared to god that |
you wouldn’t fit it |
Man y’all niggas been capping, y’all was never really 'bout none of that action |
Skipping school, way too many distractions |
Hand me downs, ain’t no money for fashion |
Where I come from, man, them bullets be clappin' |
Took the pain and extended the passion |
Break your heart so don’t turn into a savage |
Babygirl we have the dreams of the lavish |
Yeah, yeah |
But look at me now, look at me now |
They sayin' I’m the talk of the town |
Now they sayin' that they lovin' my sound |
Now these bitches always hanging around |
I don’t ask, they just get on the ground |
Run up bands, gotta make 'em all proud |
Different bag, I don’t follow the crowd |
Shawty quiet but she smokin' that loud |
Shawty she throwin' that ass on my jeans |
She say she want me all up in her spleen |
Shawty she bugged and she really a feen |
She can’t believe that it’s really me |
I don’t trust niggas, they ain’t who they seem |
Bitches be lying to get with the team |
They screamin' my name, this must be a dream |
Now I’m a star, that everyone see |
I told them my dreams, they looked at me funny (Funny) |
Everyone switch up when you makin' money (Money) |
Grew up in the rain, it’s just getting sunny (Sunny) |
Niggas was hatin', they look like a dummy (Dummy) |
I worked for it all, you can’t take it from me (From me) |
Rollin' in paper, I feel like a mummy (Mummy) |
I took your bitch and I was lookin' bummy (Bummy) |
Talk for a day and she already love me (Love me) |
If shawty look good, I might let her top me (Top me) |
I’m from New York so baby I’m cocky (Cocky) |
God on my side but the devil still watch me (Watch me) |
Niggas switched up and now they move wacky (Rocky) |
Niggas be hating but they cannot stop me (Stop me) |
Niggas want static but they cannot shock me (Shock me) |
They wanna box but niggas can’t rock me (Rock me) |
Niggas be weak, Marciano no Rocky |
I walk in like that nigga |
They wasn’t posting with me, I remember I was all on that block, |
it was me pulling triggers (Pew pew) |
They wasn’t with it, I remember it was me by my solo, my dolo, I had to go get |
it |
I came from nothing to something, it was hard I ain’t scared to admit it |
My story different from niggas, I’m meant for this class, sweared to god that |
you wouldn’t fit it |
Man y’all niggas been capping, y’all was never really 'bout none of that action |
Skipping school, way too many distractions |
Hand me downs, ain’t no money for fashion |
Where I come from, man, them bullets be clappin' |
Took the pain and extended the passion |
Break your heart so don’t turn into a savage |
Babygirl we have the dreams of the lavish |
Yeah, yeah |