King Bee - Young King Lyrics

Yo it's the young king
Bro bugging out gotta check the ping
Back in the day honey green tea with that ginseng
Back in the day when I didn't worry why she don't ring
Now in my free time her sad songs I sing
But f*ck that I'm that rapper with fat stacks
Tough guy persona my words an automatic Mac
These words roll you up put you in a pack
Wake up write some heat go to sleep back to back
That's my habit can't get out of that
I'm a old timey robber I just need the money sacks
All these other rappers just fodder think about going after them why bother
I'm no lover boy not certified
When you spell king bee K and B capitalized
I'm just trynna make a franchise
Only win by a landslide go against me that's a loss no ties
Experience cooking up got perfect fries
I see the weariness when these bitches lie
Westside with my Gunn god I'm so fly
You buy delta 8 we get real high
Go down the street sell a eighth
This hustle shit got no breaks

Building my business myself what you know about stakes
What you know about wealth
I'm living well just f*ck up health
Championship I got a belt
Green in the bowl that shit get smelt
F*cking with fire yo ass gone melt
Cutting you up you just some wires
Pulling out teeth but I been the pliers
Bro want some beef but I been doing Wellington
You can't f*ck with my jazz call me duke Ellington
Gotta put em down so I pick up the pen again
Put my whole team on you know what I represent
Savagely i do what I do passionately you don't know the extent
I bring defense you change the true make a pretense
Read you like a book know your content you got evil intent
I'll willed get put in cement
I'm an ancestor you just a descendant
Teachin my students just need their attention
F*cking with bee get put in detention