Big KRIT - Hometown Hero Lyrics
Big KRIT Lyrics
Hometown Hero Lyrics
[Intro:]
You know God made black beautiful. God made Boobie beautiful. Black and Strong, and when Boobie knocks some fools out, Boobie gonna knock 'em out with black Nikes on his feet. Ain't that right? And I'm a smile when I do. Yeah, yeah, I'm distinguished now. Hey Boobie? What? You didn't lift. Come on Man this is god given, only thing I gotta do is just show up.
[Verse 1:]
Yeah, yeah, Superhero in the flesh
Even at my worst I'm the best
For the finish I stretch.
When they advance me the check
Could've bought my way to heaven, but I blew it on my neck.
Instead, what you expect when you ain't have shit,
And they ain't paying half of what you asking.
Couldn't see the pussy even if it's Cassie.
Alot hoes is down for taking pictures cause you're flashin'.
You can't even imagine
Maybe Kim Kardashian.
Number one song, get a grammy, now I'm smashin.
Masserati crashin', swerving through the traffic
Wrap it round a pole, sell a mil off the tragedy.
I defy gravity
Blacker then I have to be
Talking to the Lord, I can't stay,
Who gone save hip-hop after me,
That's like a torn ACL to an Athlete,
Boobie Miles, Friday (Night) Lights,
Capture me, In my hometown...
[Chorus:]
King City, King, King City
Third Coast Representer, Mississippi Switchin Lanes
King City, King, King City,
Third Coast Represtenter, Mississippi Swithcin Lanes,
300 My my, 300 I'm off the ground [x3]
King City, M-Town, Hometown Hero.
[Verse 2:]
Yeah, yeah, it's just a rock in the cooler,
Not a day off but I'm still Ferris Bueller.
Winners never lose so how dare you confuse us,
They quote what I spit like Confucius.
He say, She say rumors all day,
The rap game is high school and life's a hallway.
Like what click you in, the Beamer or the Benz,
The Bentley or the Lambo,
Like here we going again.
Don't sit at my table VIP I got this,
You ain't poppin champagne after every game then don't pop shit.
Homecoming queen, with my picture in her locket,
But I know what's up with her hands in my pockets.
(Money)
They love me cause my Swag is so Jockish,
Freshman year I saw a ring like I'm boxin'.
You voted most likely to never-ever top this,
I'm Michael Jordan; Dennis Rodman's... in my hometown.
[Chorus]
Of My world, Of my world, yeah, Of my world, Of My world, yeah...
You know God made black beautiful. God made Boobie beautiful. Black and Strong, and when Boobie knocks some fools out, Boobie gonna knock 'em out with black Nikes on his feet. Ain't that right? And I'm a smile when I do. Yeah, yeah, I'm distinguished now. Hey Boobie? What? You didn't lift. Come on Man this is god given, only thing I gotta do is just show up.
[Verse 1:]
Yeah, yeah, Superhero in the flesh
Even at my worst I'm the best
For the finish I stretch.
When they advance me the check
Could've bought my way to heaven, but I blew it on my neck.
Instead, what you expect when you ain't have shit,
And they ain't paying half of what you asking.
Couldn't see the pussy even if it's Cassie.
Alot hoes is down for taking pictures cause you're flashin'.
You can't even imagine
Maybe Kim Kardashian.
Number one song, get a grammy, now I'm smashin.
Masserati crashin', swerving through the traffic
Wrap it round a pole, sell a mil off the tragedy.
I defy gravity
Blacker then I have to be
Talking to the Lord, I can't stay,
Who gone save hip-hop after me,
That's like a torn ACL to an Athlete,
Boobie Miles, Friday (Night) Lights,
Capture me, In my hometown...
[Chorus:]
King City, King, King City
Third Coast Representer, Mississippi Switchin Lanes
King City, King, King City,
Third Coast Represtenter, Mississippi Swithcin Lanes,
300 My my, 300 I'm off the ground [x3]
King City, M-Town, Hometown Hero.
[Verse 2:]
Yeah, yeah, it's just a rock in the cooler,
Not a day off but I'm still Ferris Bueller.
Winners never lose so how dare you confuse us,
They quote what I spit like Confucius.
He say, She say rumors all day,
The rap game is high school and life's a hallway.
Like what click you in, the Beamer or the Benz,
The Bentley or the Lambo,
Like here we going again.
Don't sit at my table VIP I got this,
You ain't poppin champagne after every game then don't pop shit.
Homecoming queen, with my picture in her locket,
But I know what's up with her hands in my pockets.
(Money)
They love me cause my Swag is so Jockish,
Freshman year I saw a ring like I'm boxin'.
You voted most likely to never-ever top this,
I'm Michael Jordan; Dennis Rodman's... in my hometown.
[Chorus]
Of My world, Of my world, yeah, Of my world, Of My world, yeah...
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