Verse
Okay the King's at his height and he'll never come down
You know the King he got might all these crowns they weigh pounds
You slap one cheek he won't fight he'll just turn back around
Because a King who got spite will always be unsound
So where my kings? Where they at? The ones who spit that fire
Where my bros with them goals, who always stay inspired
Yes the road it is long but the work is required
Only Kings push on forward even when they are tired
So where my Kings?
Hook
(Instrumental)
Verse
Some odd years in the making I'm still pushing my pen
All my haters got them quaking send their heads to a spin
Only way I'll be pressed is if you iron me in
Always humble didn't I tell you? I'm from Texas, my friend.
I stay motivated, keep my drive for all of my Kings
Everyday's a battle ain't no getting the gem with ease
You may win or you may lose there's never a guarantee
But as a King you should always strive to get to your peak
But never peak. Only speed. Just keep riding your wave
Make that bank just in case they wanna question your aims
Yes the road it is long but the work is required
Only Kings push on forward even when they are tired
So where my Kings?
Hook
(Instrumental)
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