More Than a King

An honest man often grows cruel

When converted into an absolute prince

Born from power a bitter from fear

The madness the treachery

The strong mixture of troubles

It is a man’s own mind

Not his enemy a fool that lures him to evil ways

More than a man more than a king

More like God

I feel like like

More than a king more than a king more like God

It’s more than a city more than a village where we are

Feels so good to you man

Everything’s so super fly

Uh I don’t need no cake

Coming in high just to beat yo grace

Wait everybody sound so reckless

King me these *s playin checkers

Me A ni**a stay chest to chest

Let somebody else check the check

In my city protect yo neck

It’s more than a method man and you get up

The man of the hour sold-out shows for someone out

Ridin round with this gold hangin on my chest like all

Whole team winnin OG hit a homerun we chillin

We don’t talk much til you free seen *s

It’s showtime check yo feet feet ni**a

I’m seeing ADHD seeing everything clear through my red eyes

Runnin these streets past will get it right when you see a ni**a zoom by

Zoom out you’re standing way too close

Groupie boy worse than a new hoe

Cold heart growin need a new coat

Too high tryna find my new low

To me a moving nature

Crosses the line into the relation to other men

A burn appetite and desire

Becomes lust and passion

The dominion that lands to hell over nature

He also seeks to have his brothers

So closely remind of his own proper beginning

And crossing on gods

Only God is to have dominion over all

Uh so I just sit back and laugh at em

Blowin kush and success my bad habit

Sacrifices of mine take a stab at em

Feelin ain’t no man like me since Adams

Ask leaders actors it’s half Aston

I’m a active addict but I action

Racks in racks out girl keep flashin

Fact is little life that you *s fashion

Hard to ball when ain’t one to pass it

In the past but I was way too passionate

Way too much drive almost crashin

To the casket f**k that to the ashes

Uh 31 ni**a off so much style know you heard my ni**a

Uh what’s the word my ni**a

Been drunk since November my ni**a uh

Yea tell a b**ch kick the feet out

Anything she left left me like regal

Lit em on fire take take em all down

Pull out the shots and take it like pow

Faded off my own strand

Better pull to the side this is my own lane

Speedin over ni**a hittin corners in a maze

I can see where we going hope the signs gon change

More than a king more than a king more like God

More than a king more than a king more like God

More than a king more than a king more like God