Lyrics King Me - R-Swift , KMO

Yeah!
I got 'em!
Ah!
It's Golden!
Everything we do is golden!
Ah!

No ceiling- they feening cause the lines got dope in them
Still nothin control-ling him still cold with it
Cut the vein open see the gold in him
Yeah!
Chef boy R at the stove with it- pen game nice but the flow vicious
Unapologetic gotta whole mission holdin him- back
Is not an option when he's the closest thing to what potent is
They don't breed em like this no more
I am not here for the games, I said what I said so
Make sure you stay clear of my lane
Pardon the cloth & the chains
We are not cut from the same
Rather a legacy stead of a name
Make sure they never forget why I came
I'm— focused—locked & loaded
Can't say you never got the notice
Kicked the door when they didn't prop it open
Hmmm
Think I'm past my prime, let's just line em up
And see ain't no question if it's
Timeless when you know it's GLDN golden

The want problems they want smoke but we good in the streets
Straight guerilla make the rules they can't hold me on a leash
And I'm quick to put in work I be grindin while they sleep
Got my good on my back everybody gotta eat
King Me!

Ah!
Yeah!
Crown him
King speech what u know about it
They say that it's gotten a little crowded but
I'm one of a kind, find another like him I doubt it
Blah, blah, blah but I been OG (G)
Catch me anywhere but low key (Key)
Switch gears over to OD on course
With the pedal to the floor that's on me
Got em!
Every other day it's a new-wave they chasing, rearranging basics
I lace the statements for the few
-Revolutionary I don't do what they do
Naysayers wanna talk about the cloth
Around him but can't walk a mile in my shoes
Got it all in the bag with nothin to prove
With a price tag that's saying I can't lose
Tell 'em!
Do it for the gritty in the slum,
P on the fitted that's the city where he from
Execution a must,
Killa with the punch shake you to
The core you can feel it when you numb
My track record is more than rap records
You better ask about me
But you know just what you getting when you see that GLDN golden

The want problems they want smoke but we good in the streets
Straight guerilla make the rules they can't hold me on a leash
And I'm quick to put in work I be grindin while they sleep
Got my good on my back everybody gotta eat
King Me!