Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Young King , by - Mick Jenkins. Release date: 09.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Young King |
| I was lost, but now I’m found |
| Young king without a crown |
| Catch you when I come back 'round |
| These niggas too close (Too close) |
| What is life if you livin' without a purpose |
| The thought alone of me failing, it makes me nervous |
| Tryna dodge the distractions, I’m tryna keep it determined |
| So I been in the booth like a preacher be in sermon |
| It’s church nigga |
| I feel like destiny been flirtin' |
| You get in my way imma wash 'em, get the detergent |
| You witnessing a legend emergin', tell 'em it’s urgent |
| I see they tryna set me up, certainly that ain’t workin', uhh |
| You mess with me, you rest in peace, respectfully |
| If it ain’t 'bout no money or the family then just let it be |
| I hop on the beat, it’s a connection, we got chemistry |
| This is like Walter White cookin' methamphetamine |
| I been makin' progress but it ain’t all great |
| I been tryna keep the peace and keep my head on straight |
| I been cuttin' people off 'cause it been dead on weight |
| I keep my space 'cause 99% of these niggas fake |
| I was lost, but now I’m found |
| Young king without a crown |
| Catch you when I come back 'round |
| These niggas too close |
| They tried to kick me while I’m down |
| But I got up off the ground |
| And made it out |
| Now they clappin' like «Kudos» |
| I was lost, but now I’m found |
| Young king without a crown |
| Catch you when I come back 'round |
| These niggas too close |
| They tried to kick me while I’m down |
| But I got up off the ground |
| And made it out (Made it out) |
| Coldest nigga under heaven, oh |
| People always talk about the bread I- |
| Tend to find they bread is |
| Who brought tortilla chips to the feast? |
| We may never know |
| In this |
| Seen all the roles niggas played before |
| Seen Poitiers before |
| Seen vanish point that they pay to know |
| We got the advantage, imma play to grow |
| Ohh, I’m at Trader Joe’s |
| In her purse lookin' through my spinach |
| Really floss, I could use a dentist pronto |
| Quit the front-o, niggas didn’t really want smoke |
| I’ll black 'em out, see niggas smile at the gun smoke |
| Pull back around, they sent him down state with one stroke |
| The pen is cut-throat |
| These niggas sucrose |
| I swear that shit is back in style |
| Im like «Oh great, it’s filled with new growth» |
| Too drink this water you gon' have to drown |
| I was lost, but now I’m found |
| Young king without a crown |
| Catch you when I come back 'round |
| These niggas too close |
| They tried to kick me while I’m down |
| But I got up off the ground |
| And made it out |
| Now they clappin' like «Kudos» |
| I was lost, but now I’m found |
| Young king without a crown |
| Catch you when I come back 'round |
| These niggas too close |
| They tried to kick me while I’m down |
| But I got up off the ground |
| And made it out (Made it out) |