You think I'm coming for your throne
I don't won't that ittty bitty stuff building my own
Bout to put Louie and Gucci's all up in them marble floors
When you step up in my office, you gon he feeling like al Capone
Come on boy don't want your throne
And I know y'all ain't ready this here about to get heavy
No I ain't coming for your throne
Just know ima bout build my own
I'm coming in like a straight razor
I'm telling you boy bout to straight lace ya
I hate waiting, yea I'm so impatient
You on the throne but ima build my own
Me and my bro yea, we got the minions
You and yo niggas better pay attention
You can hear me better when you sit and listen
Ima pull out the out the blueprint so y'all can get the vision
You ain't wit us you ain't even considered
We making our own name ain't nobody in the middle
We killing this thang, why building this brand
Keeping it above letting go of the pan
It's part of the plan, got the world all in my hands
Hit'em once you gotta hit'em again
Tell'em to scrung up and take what they can
It's Louie the 13th and he coming wit friends
You sweet like a peppermint, sit back and watch it only take a minute
You can take the test, why I write the lesson
Why you think man I aint never stressing
You can see These barz coming straight from heaven
Look at your girl holding up her phone, now she calling me, now you imitating
Thinking to yourself how these niggas really really make it
I feel like al copane
Massacring every song
You step up in my way you goin to get that Tommy gun
You better not run
Got you feeling just like mine son
Can I get some
Gonna gravel at my feet just like you a bum.
Ima Be hand it out
And
You might get some
And I have no doubts
We gon be rich and have fun
We get it together, we spend it wherever
And
We don't listen to no one
We gone be rich forever, no matter the whether just listen to one song
I had to get it together, look at the past, and see that I was wrong
Yea
I'm bout to build my own