Lyrics Young Kings - J Nics
Cover
me
in
gold
and
call
me
King
Nigga
icy
like
the
skating
rink
Nigga
pricey
like
her
favorite
mink
Fuck
the
jewels!
Nigga
run
it
like
the
kitchen
sink
Hit
a
lick
on
the
Brinks,
Niggas
in
the
clink
I
want
to
see
you
shine
GOD
do
the
same
for
me
It's
only
right
cause
we
all
we
got
plain
to
see
Few
crooks
over
there
but
they
straight
G
I'm
in
all
black
tee
like
Security
Pray
to
GOD
I
don't
never
get
in
any
beef
Pray
to
GOD
we
don't
never
find
where
you
sleep
Mask
on
at
your
door
nigga
trick
or
treat
Wise
prophets
and
Proverbs
and
Chemistry
Niggas
mix
the
Purple
Haze
with
Hennessey
Selling
dreams
on
the
corner
to
a
young
Queen
Take
her
picture,
take
her
soul
it's
the
same
thing
Putting
money
on
here
toes
nigga
gangrene
Another
lost
King
clinging
on
to
memories
You
know
them
days
when
it
seem
like
it
never
change
Nowadays
barely
recognize
anything
Pass
the
torch
to
my
seed
that's
on
everything
Only
tears
for
my
daughter
on
Wedding
Day
Got
the
Mossberg
chilling
by
the
Wedding
Cake
Old
habits
die
hard
learn
from
Young
Kings
Old
habits
die
hard
learn
from
Young
Kings
Shine
GOD
Grind
KING
So
won't
you
grind
KING
So
won't
you
shine
KING
Old
habits
die
hard
learn
from
Young
Kings
Old
habits
die
hard
learn
from
Young
Kings
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1 Intro (feat. Mori Taiye)
2 Suplex
3 One Take J
4 Ruben
5 Uncle Campbell
6 Rnms
7 Toolkit
8 Young Kings
9 Outro (feat. Mori Taiye)
10 30Up
11 The One
12 Elementary
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