Lay Low

Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist They know Time on my hands and ice on my wrist I know Taking me out top of your list Lay low Cuz You come at the king, you better not miss Hate been coming at me left and right Keep it moving side to side Spend more time in the stu than home I know yall stuck at a nine to five Taking shots and throwing stones Small glass homes they stuck inside Live my life, yall comatose Ain't no heart or vital signs We all just want a piece of the pie My team's got dreams and we keep it alive We chase gold stars - been seeking the prize I wave at haters and leave em behind Like Bye Felicia Leaving em blind and they seething inside Take more shots and they push my buttons Till I Make my concert the scene of a crime Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist They know Time on my hands and ice on my wrist I know Taking me out top of your list Lay low Cuz You come at the king, you better not miss It's funny they mad when I tell them They tracks really couldn't fill seats at they shows I try to keep quiet when hating but Karma come back when I reach a plateau I get it fo sho You reap what you sow These rappers be having the weakest of flows They dropping the hooks like the weakest of blows And Ima be here till I'm weak in the bones Been feeling like julius ceasar It's funny what homies would do to a leader right? They loving to act like they need Advice But don't show them yo back or you'll meet a knife Don't bring that to a gun fight Quick draw steel meet smoke at sunlight What I say? Best not miss if you tryna get sonned, right Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist They know Time on my hands and ice on my wrist I know Taking me out top of your list Lay low Cuz You come at the king, you better not miss You come at the king, you better not miss You come at the king, you better not miss Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist Feelin like'