Queen

Never run race for the girls man I run for the queen Now they wanna speak on Sainte what I do for the scene I mean i I in my name but i rep my team Talk on my name get clean up bait man speak up I was out with my Gs way down south for the re-up Nobody seen us I done paid LV yeah This ain’t no crisis Swerving the Benz with no license She say my loving is priceless Rough but the pressure make diamonds Fly her to Cyprus Labels outside tryna buy us My touch on the riddim is Midas yeah Now she wanna get her freak on We don’t talk bout rivals So many tings that man can’t speak on Man I passed mans idols Billie Jean bop man I slide on the speaker Neighbourhood star amma light up the block Too many man wanna be like us YS for the minister shine for my squad LC boy Amma star in the 4 so I’ll ride for my block Brudda pass me the rock Amma shine for my side Amma crip I don’t bleed let me show you my sign When I rise for my side Minimum talk on the roads on my own Amma blast for my guys I cannot speak on the things that I hear That I see All the screams On the road It’s that normal code For my bros I don’t know what I’d do on my own But I know I’d Bend never fold