Songtexte Off-Season - Conscience

Call me King
Go ahead and King me
Call me mister King
Call me King
Go ahead and King me

Go head
And king me
Come on and follow me
Cause I was meant Lead

Leading teams to destiny
Now that's a legacy
You might want to hop abroad

Don't let the doors
Close in your face
Hope Rudolph don't mind
That you borrow
His nose for today

But let me get back
To pocket
And the vibe of the beat

I'm climbing up
To the tip top
My name
Gon be mentioned
With the greats

I'm on mount rush more But i ain't number four
New York, Cali,
And Atlanta
Got to wear the crown

It's time for Houston
To wear it now
I'ma make Houstonians proud
Show nuff

We gon hold it bruh
Tight like a Python

We ain't letting nothing go
It's time to let
The Southside ride
It's time to let
The Southside ride

Call me King
Go ahead and King me
Call me King Call me King
Go ahead and King me
King Me

When it comes to me
I like to be
Working in my room
In peace

Make sure my bars
Ain't complex
Cause man you gotta see What it's like
To black out
And get into
A Mamba zone

Making sure
You execute
With precise
And precision dude

A scoring magician
Five titles
Is the truth

But Devin Booker
Steady showing us
That he's the truth

Cause both of their fade aways
Is an Automatic Bucket yea
That's why we call them Special man
In a year or so
I'ma be owning land

Forty something acres Even sixty two fits the plan
Aye shout out
To the men
Who taught me game

Cause now
I'm Lebron James Controlling the pace

And that's why
Y'all gon call me King
Go ahead and Call me
Call Me

Mister King
Conscience on me
Go ahead and Call me King

Call me Call me
Go ahead and Call me King
Go ahead and Call me King

King Reign
Conscience is forever gon be the King