Текст песни The Crown - K Brock

From a king to a god
The crown is lost and then is spread abroad
Don't be ashamed of who you ain't
You got a different job
Ride with moms and fam
I understand
But quit the flexing you just mommies little man

Cruising down the street
Going 73
Streets are residential
Man there ain't no police
Hearing what you saying
It's a fucking disease
Put you in my shoes let's go subliminally
Back when I bit that trap
The fucking taste was too sour
The precious lane with the power
Is filled with snakes
Cowards
Treasure me cause heavens please
I'll put you where you'll rest in peace
Cause lyrically and physically
I'm underestimated G

From a king to a god
The crown is lost and then is spread abroad
Don't be ashamed of who you ain't
You got a different job
Ride with moms and fam
I understand
But quit the flexing you just mommies little man

Yo
I get to cracking on these bitches
Cause it gets me off
I'm an asshole
Always shitting on the job
Because K Brock can get going
And ya K Brock can get crazy
And see K Brock has been whipping in shit that's straight from the 80's
But yo K Brock has got a taste
That surpasses Athena
He like an African queen
Who got a laugh like hyena
If you had seen her
And the way she whip a beamer
You would know just why K Brock be looking lost just like a dreamer
Lord
Crown tossed it don't fit me
These rappers iffy
If I could take over my city
Then I'd do it swiftly
So it seem for me that gritty be the better route
But for now I'm trying to make it out my grandma house

From a king to a god
The crown is lost and then is spread abroad
Don't be ashamed of who you ain't
You got a different job
Ride with moms and fam
I understand
But quit the flexing you just mommies little man

I bet you thought this shit
Could never happen in the seven
60 repping pray that all my dogs will go to heaven
I go to class but more than that
I study what is real
Check the mirror every morning before I hit the field
Light the Buddha with the burner
Smoke away the pain
What you see and what you hear
Are not always the same
Plain Jane said the edge solidified your name
Oh shit I'm trapped up in the rap game
I got my pedal to the metal now I'm feeling dirty
If I were you and I saw me then I'd be in a hurry
To get the fuck out my way
For when I spray
People reaching for me or I'm hearing stories how they pray
That I see another day but one that's better than today
I don't wait I meditate
And unload clips when I aim
I got a dot on your brain
Let me refrain with what I'm saying
Uh
I got some games but can you tell me what I'm playing
Uh

From a king to a god
The crown is lost and then is spread abroad
Don't be ashamed of who you ain't
You got a different job
Ride with moms and fam
I understand
But quit the flexing you just mommies little man