King Mentality Lyrics

[Intro]
I'm in the club, I got bottles
My whole section, is full of models
Bad bitches, we throwing hunneds
Sumn sumn sumn sumn sumn, f*ck it

[Verse 1]
Ok
Now I'm in yo 'tention span, keep up with me if you can
University of self, listen to the lesson plan
Used to kill niggas, but now they do it second hand-
Smoke, each other over nothing but guess again
I'm not over no finishing give you hope with religion
That keeps you broke and defeated
What kind of preachers preach with designer emblems
To congregation, by finishing off the savings
That you been saving but tell that you be Satan
If you don't believe
Let's talk about some education
How they never educated me properly how to think
Was never the topic, it only taught me to remember history
But HIS STORY never meant shit to me (naw.. f*ck em)
Lets talk about these corporations thats pimping all of they workers to keep up with mortgage payments
The profits is unheard of, getting away with financial murder
Pushing poison, cigarettes and 40 ounces
But wanna lock you up for selling 40 ounces
Even though that marijuana never caused no drama
Now you thinking its all good cause they legalized it?
RFID chips, up in yo kush, before you realize it.. damn

[Hook] x2
Only the strongest of minds can wear the crown
When eye opened my eye, guess what I found
A motherf*ckin King Mentality
A motherf*ckin King Mentality

[Verse 2]
Aye..
Lets talk about these f*cking rappers
That could tell you how to cook a bird But not what's coming after, when them wings fly
Homies get to tripping over green guys
Wanna fill you up with bullet holes and if you lucky
Police just might pull up at yo door
And hop out with they Glocks out
Little kids don't really know the differences
Between reality and fantasy and most families
All over the world don't know what Christmas is
You getting money though
Aye
Let's talk about that television
A tool used to tell the women
That they're not beautiful or suitable
Enough for this reality so now they hate themselves
Mentality all f*cked up tainted with wealth
Lets talk about the music industry
And how song writers be the main creative energy
But gets the short end of the stick
So now they gotta bow down and write bullshit to pay the rent, damn
I need some motherf*ckin answers
I wanna know the reason why my momma died of cancer
She would of been 66 today, my pain ricochets off the 808
And day to day it gets even more realer
Cause I don't know if it was the disease or the chemo
That killed her, Primo got no filter, I'd die for my message
You just a fake motherf*ckerg lyin for a necklace

[Hook] x2

[Outro]
I'm up in the party like a rotated blunt
I'm a motherf*ckin king so I say what I want
And you know what it is if you feel how I feel
Say goodbye to the bullshit, hello to the real
Hello(hello)
Hello(hello)
Hello(a motherf*ckin King Mentality)
Hello(a motherf*ckin King Mentality)

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