Lyrics True King - Don Q

True King

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, ah
It’s time, it’s time (it's time)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Straight out the mud, the true king
Shit, but I came up too clean (but I came up too clean)
I see some niggas with hood dreams
Really grew up and shoot things (facts)
They ain’t really my friends, they really be haters
I cut off the loose strings (I cut off the loose strings)
I counted the gang, go over that pimple
Like I’m tryna prove (?) (Like I’m tryna prove (?))
Before I was rapping, I swear the first fans that I had was two fiends
They were so happy whenever I pulled up, they buy everything that I do bring
(haha)
Throw pads in the room, with a spoon, tryna tie his arm with a shoe string
(shoe string)
Streets teach you how to move, can’t be a victim laying dead on the news scene
(nah, nah, nah)
I take my emotions and bottle with me (bottle with me)
I never focus on following trends (following trends)
When I was broke, I thought «as soon as I made me some dollars»
I swear that my problem was it (I swear)
I had to move a lil' product
I couldn’t be sitting around starving
That’s not who I am (that's not who I am)
How we supposed to get further?
We come from the bottom, my nigga, the option is slim (option is slim)
Niggas is taking the goofy way out
I already see how this movie play out
Too much that I flashin' em
They none of y’all (?)
Don’t know why you lettin' your jewelry hang out (jewelry hang out)
Hatin' be tragic, rolled down the window in traffic, they letting the toolie
bang out (toolie bang out)
Don’t let them have it
Now you gon' get what you askin'
Just 'cause you doin' it for clout (yeah, yeah)
Go take 'em Addy’s, it’s keeping me up
And I use it like caffeine (I use it like caffeine)
And I don’t really like sleep, but you must 'cause I used to have bad dreams
('cause I used to have bad dreams)
Brough all my demons that pass
They pulling up on me with black wings (yeah)
All I can see is the young (?) take the shell cases from where it was last seen
(last seen, yeah, yeah)
Straight out the mud, the true king
Shit, but I came up too clean (but I came up too clean)
I see some niggas with hood dreams
Really grew up and shoot things (facts)
They ain’t really my friends, they really be haters
I cut off the loose strings (I cut off the loose strings)
I counted the gang, go over that pimple
Like I’m tryna prove (?) (Like I’m tryna prove (?))
Fifty thousand right inside of my Louis
(?) sagging, I keep it (?)
Just me and my bitch in the coupe, put the top to the back, full of (?)
I spent a thousand in Dior’s slides, I made sure my feet always comfy (it was)
(?) when they kill him, I leave out the country
I’m in L.A., 'bout to pick up some plates
I made sure my weed always fluffy (my weed always fluffy)
This bitch tellin' me that it’s cooler do coke
I tell her to (?) (it (?) the (?))
Bitch you disgust me, just watch your words when you discuss me
.38 on me, this shit kinda rusty
I’m poppin' it first, so watch how you rush me
I was a no-name, kinda dusty (kinda dusty)
Gettin' that Locane (?) Dusty ((?) Dusty)
I was a king, I knew I would get me a billy
But most niggas wanted to huff me
Too many niggas was dying on percs and lean, so I got addicted to opps (bitch)
I’m from the side of the water where you see the sharp fence (?)
Straight out the mud, the true king
Shit, but I came up too clean (but I came up too clean)
I see some niggas with hood dreams
Really grew up and shoot things (facts)
They ain’t really my friends, they really be haters
I cut off the loose strings (I cut off the loose strings)
I counted the gang, go over that pimple
Like I’m tryna prove (?) (Like I’m tryna prove (?))