DAP The Contract - King

Niggas say they never heard a nigga rhyme like this before
They acting like they never ever heard a hit before
You wanna sign me? Shit I'm gonna need a little more
Tryna make a little more, like Macklemore
No dotted line I ain't signing
I ain't fresh but I got a new lining
We the best nigga, shit I ain't hiding
Lay the crown on my knee while I shine it
I got it you can quit dick riding
Before I get up in your trick tip slide in
No brainer it's cool I don't mind it
Real quick a nigga had to rewind it, re-rewind it
I never stop whining
Been sipping all day I'm resigning
I'mma get a 100 degrees I promise
She like a 100 degrees, I'm honest
Still I don't wine and dine it
All she wanna do is wind and grind it
Throw the west side up, sign language
Drop that ass to the floor, I might sign it
Back to what I really came for
I'm number one in two three four, and I'm crazy?
Nobody wants to be more, they lazy
I'll be one, two, three, and four, you better pay me nigga
I ain't waiting on y'all
Why you even got thousand dollar draws
Just to hold my balls? (Pause)
Got sick of all the stressing
Everybody want a beat? I'm gon' address it
Everybody telling me that I'm a killer
Funny thing is I'mma kill em
Niggas can't handle the pressure
Niggas don't even impress him
Even when a nigga press him
It's a level to the game, I hope you niggas learn a lesson

Now I don't know no other way
And why don't you come on and play?

I got a king of hearts on my card
Make my mark, other niggas just talk
She got that hard, I'mma let her just drop
I gotta go hard, I'mma let her just drop

I got a king of hearts on my card
Make my mark, other niggas just talk

God walk on water, I'll be running on the lake
Running straight to the bank, like what the hell did I make?
Money money money money oh lord (Oh lord)
My God thank God I started rhyming
I know you wanted it, it's all about timing
I thought it was about time a nigga chimed in
Blowing O's by the O, tree climbing
I think a nigga gotta stop tree climbing
'Cos my God treeberad tryna sign in
I pray to God he don't fall tryna climb in

Babygirl so hot we took it outside
Got her so whipped, I'm all in her ride
Shit I keep slurring over these lines
I left my bourbon on her behind
All over the place tryna realign
Got me swerving into these signs
Guys keep driving into my lane
Nigga I'm that new, new Kanye
Get the fuck out my face before I embarrass you
In my ivy tower with the palace view
I be in Paris too, they talking Paris who?
You a local here, and I'm a local there to put it lightly
It's just what it is
Got so good don't know what I did
Think I got Erykah in my ribs
Didn't know then, now you know what it is, nigga

Now I don't know no other way
And why don't you come on and play?

I got a king of hearts on my card
Make my mark, other niggas just talk
She got that hard, I'mma let her just drop
I gotta go hard, I'mma let her just drop
I got a king of hearts on my card
Make my mark, other niggas just talk
She got that hard, I'mma let her just drop
I gotta go hard, I'mma let her just drop

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