Kings Behold

Yeah This beat hit Look, don't confuse me with the prophets when I get into topics I was raised wild stories of a foster child Abusive mother loving father then took to the streets Realized young that that shit wasnt for me Ain't no loyalty I seen you know yaddada mean And still struggled in school cause I was ditching and shit And I was moving hella sloppy like I finished a fifth These niggas never spoke my language cause I spoke with my fists And I ain't never feared a man that I could end with my grip And I ain't never feared a man that I could end with my stick I seen niggas press niggas over a color or a street If he tell you where he from I tell him where he's gonna be and that's it It's what I want to now So what you gon do now Kings behold It's what I want to now So what you gon do now Kings behold Kings behold I've been a king my whole life never doing as I'm told Because my heart is cold And I never wanted to grow old I'll never bend and I don't break and I don't fold nigga But Momma always told me you your daddy's son A man I never met but I imagined waving Tommy gun Just shooting shit and having fun To bad that nigga was shooting shit and having fun And now that niggas done I've spent most of my life without a parent to help me find my meaning Group homes to foster homes and now I'm taking all these beatings Begging and pleading For it to stop But when I call the cops Nothing gets done cause I'm not fucken bleeding I laugh when shit ain't funny Cause I'm hella depressed so my happiness is something you can't take from me Mom was a drug addict with a bad habit who used to take shit from me Then go pawn shops just to get that money Then say honey Do as I say and not as I do But I did as she did and ended up addicted to Yeah I saw the cycle through So King's behold but keep that between me and you For real