KING-ish

Why you playin games with me Turn me up in the head phones a lil bit Ayo shawn is that you Why you playin games with me With me Bout action real activist Yeah I go by Panama Quik and no I ain't gon slow down Got bars that go over ya head like a Hoody Hope you understood me we ready to blow now Break bread with ya circle its plenty to go round Come up when they petty and low down Heavy is the head that bears the crown Got alot of weight on my shoulder to hold now King shit Sitting on a thrown whether nameless or famous All it took was patience And now im gracious when they holla out congratulations You just gotta face it Baby you are now witnessing the greatest Went thru hell to say that we made it Yeah that's the real definition of heaven ain't it Now we elevated Yeah nigga we made it Why you playin games with me Why play games Why you playin games with me King shit With me Relentless With intentions of going the distance Hit after hit they throwinthe pitches Knock em out the park over the fences Been bout it ima show em the business You sellin rocks thrown stones at the prison I'm sellin stock tryin to hold my position They talk alot you know they ain't gon listen I aint for the talk show Tryin to see where the gwap go Show me the money get it there pronto Then yell bravo Then drop deposits off at wells fargo Get yo respect up Might go buy me a checkers I suggest you run a check up Got em all in check this is chess it ain't checkers And checkmate for the record You ain't never seen it Aye you dealing with a genius Call the style kingish Hatreds at its meanest Now they holla must be nice Tell em get off my penis Bing bong now ya bitch on me A phenom I'm lit on me No peon check the drip on me And king Kong ain't got shit on me Before rap they had my brand tatted Got women out here with my name on It's a thin line between love and hate What they say Aye but this ain't the same song Don't get the game wrong Cooking up about to turn the flame on Yeah you lit and you doin ya thang I'm on another level up there with napalm Bitch don't kill me vibe And hoe don't you throw my fongshway off I done paid dues and learned to weigh odds Got my life in my hands on my feet a pair of blue and white retro junior seau A L is blessing to all you who taught me a Lesson I just wanna thank yall But now the love missing Smiles hand shakes and hugs different everyday dawg Why you playing games with me Yeah every morning you wake up And you take a look in that mirror Understand that you the king of yo kingdom Heavy is the head that bears the crown And I go by Panama Quik by the way King shit