Monarchy (feat. Lord Simmy)

This is the Monarchy Coming from poverty Ain't nobody stopping me That's how it got to be I'm the big dog now Push your ass to the ground Don't you dare make a sound Cause when I hear the chatter I'll make your damn brain splatter I'll make your windows shatter My pockets only getting fatter I'm counting up my checks I'm straight out of the projects You better? That's nonsense MOThree fell, well I'm next Kevin sent me a text Simmy we got the beat ready let's head out and flex I got these bitches in recluse Sometimes I let my gat loose Last I heard of him he was hanging from a noose There ain't a lot of air left But I'm spitting heat So the fire won't rest, hey I got diamonds in my links Y'all got problems with your links Grab a life vest before you sink You finna die before you blink I don't complain when it rain I don't do music for fame I do it to be sane I ain't playing these games, K-One Y'all ain't ready for royalty Y'all ain't got no loyalty Even though this is the Monarchy I'm going to still kill all y'all probably Even while drinking that molly Rap will be my property K-One, K-One All y'all lame rappers gotta go But I ain't the biggest in the game though This ain't Simmy on a beat hoe This is Simmy on a fucking feature yo All of these niggas are lame Hop in the bitch with my gang Hopped in a Ferrari switch lanes No I can not ever change Knowing I'm staying the same My shooters gonna shoot up the range Know that we shooting with range I'm playing with fire Lui Kane All of my niggas are strange All of my niggas are strange That little girl saying I'm next I'm mixing Lean with the X I be on her Tec You be on that stretch He said he want beef Ran up and got stretched I be in Miami Just went to LA Smoke some Cali weed and went outer space You know me and Simmy come around with the blicky Trynna hang in our city better bring me a fifty Yea the perckys is heat told her she better not leave with no heat, Yea This is the top of my game Y'all fuckers still the same And these bitches gettin' lame, K-One All these bitches lame stay the same Some things just never change Got one too many rounds in my clip I got to empty some on y'all real quick Bop, Bop, Bop Bop Bop Bop Bop He got the wrong disposition That's why he on my oppositon You'll never be in my position Molly whipping my blood in Cartel now he stay up in the kitchen You know I'm boutta blow when it's your time to go Just know when it's time to blow it's time to blow Bitch you know I'm the GOAT push my dick down your throat Yea you know he's that nigga quit playing Y'all just tuned in, to the biggest ever KING ORTIZ, Lord Simmie, Modder Kevin Man you know when we all get on a song it's gonna be fire come on man you know what's up Best song of twenty twenty two Monarchy That's what's up Let's go