Uncrowned Kings (feat. X. WIILZ)

Late night I'm speeding Facetime from demons Keeping my wins on the low Ain't no dodging and scheming Just plotting a dreaming I'm steady elevating and Loving the food it's gratitude in everything I'm tasting Plus latitude from the shit I'm facing These Niggas is basic, complacent Still Tryna be adjacent cause I make this shit look easy b It's more than a vibe Its best described a high frequency A joy ride for the mind, I fly frequently Mami she wanna freak with me My mistress is a mystical, and I'm still egotistical Your confidence is digital, so basically invisible I'm Alchemistical Casting spells and blowing L's bitch Don't make this atheistical, ignorant or hypocritical I'm paradigm shifting Aborted and switched the mission No longer blending in, preparing for the cataclysm I am the star on which the children wishing Aura glisten The sage cinders keep the isms from my mental prison Jahnee, Slim eccentric dude with tattoos You know the mood, just picture Lakeith in dad shoes A tad rude A little bit of liquor I'm cashews I never lose a nigga I'm winning, big pimping since the beginning Man you tripping if you say I isn't and I ain't talking shrooms These mother fuckers said that I was just a Nobodie But really they ain't know that I don't f*ck with nobody They tried to play us soft They looking down on us You can say what you want You better put that crown on us So keep your mouth closed, if you ain't saying nice things From the Cradle to the Grave We The Uncrowned Kings We The Uncrowned Kings The Uncrowned Kings Fighting demons on the daily, pouring up a glass of whiskey Certain friendships faded out, Wild, wasn't my decision Learning though Can't save everybody on this lonely road My kindness is a gift and curse, was taught to get what I deserve Going after everything within my grasp, reflecting on my past Mistakes were made, I owned up it them and move on Writing is my therapy Target is my only vice Convos with my parents are needed, could really use advice Getting things off my chest only thing to curb my appetite Holding back these tears, praying everything gone be alright Picking up my little man Staring in his little eyes This is who I do it for Chin up gotta push it forward Beef within the family tree, niggas got the audacity To speak on me When I mind my business, this shit's ridiculous Forever silent Always motivated and isolated Energy remain shining, bitter niggas remain shaded Willz They tried to play us soft They looking down on us You can say what you want You better put that crown on us So keep your mouth closed, if you ain't saying nice things From the Cradle to the Grave We The Uncrowned Kings They tried to play us soft They looking down on us You can say what you want You better put that crown on us So keep your mouth closed, if you ain't saying nice things From the Cradle to the Grave We The Uncrowned Kings We The Uncrowned Kings The Uncrowned Kings