Korb$
Young nigga the big city the big dreams,
Born winner, i pick litter my shit clean,
Tryna live like these gang rappers that sip lean,
Turn these young niggas from fake trappers to big fiends,
So In the middle of the summer see my city snow,
Now all my niggas comin thru when shit was difficult,
Its hard to make it out the gutter cuz my city cold,
I'm tryna move out to the suburbs from my city home
Jerome
My hoes sidity man I'm moving on a different road
You niggas silly got me rapping like I'm sniffing coke
I crack a code and flip a switch I think I do the most
I put my city on, everything I do is gold
I'm moving militant it's like I move in intervals
Vision peripheral I see you hating on the low
I do my dance up on yo bitch and you ain't even know
Just give me 20 mins then I see you at the show
Korb$
I'm repping 254 until the day I drop,
Im tryna lose my foes they tryna take my spot,
They tryna use my soul in all the ways Im not,
I swear to you they won't until the day I drop,
Uhh but thats the thing,
Always gon be fire when it's coming from the kings,
I been living wild a nigga caught up in my sins,
Korby got the juice they tryna mix it with the gin,
Korby this, Korby is, Korby that, uh
Niggas keep talking shit, homie back up,
Getting loot, making moves, gotta pack up,
I just hopped, out the booth, wit my racks up,
Yeah, now I'm confident,
Korby got the motherf*cking sauce just like a condiment,
I can tell its fake I really do not need them compliments,
You boys aint making moves y'all really looking like a monument,
Im screaming f*ck you Korbs, these niggas got me stressed,
If all the real Gs die my homies wont be left,
And If he mess with Jer a nigga gone see death,
He the king of the fall, K O T F.
Jerome
KOTF bitch show me respect
Bitch show me a cheque
Im tryna move and collect
I got these niggas in check
She tatted me on her chest
Got these shortys obsessed
Coz all my niggas is blessed
Uhh but thats the thing,
Always gon be fire when it's coming from the kings,
Wow I been living wild a nigga caught up in my sins,
Romey got the juice they tryna mix it with the gin,
With the gin im just tryna win coz I been chasing all my dreams
And if im gonna eat I gotta eat it with the team
Writing all these verses got me feeling like a fiend
I been in my bag never lost up in the scene
JEROME KE featuring Kahu$h - Kings Lyrics
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Korb$
Young nigga the big city the big dreams,
Born winner, i pick litter my shit clean,
Tryna live like these gang rappers that sip lean,
Turn these young niggas from fake trappers to big fiends,
So In the middle of the summer see my city snow,
Now all my niggas comin thru when shit was difficult,
Its hard to make it out the gutter cuz my city cold,
I'm tryna move out to the suburbs from my city home
Jerome
My hoes sidity man I'm moving on a different road
You niggas silly got me rapping like I'm sniffing coke
I crack a code and flip a switch I think I do the most
I put my city on, everything I do is gold
I'm moving militant it's like I move in intervals
Vision peripheral I see you hating on the low
I do my dance up on yo bitch and you ain't even know
Just give me 20 mins then I see you at the show
Korb$
I'm repping 254 until the day I drop,
Im tryna lose my foes they tryna take my spot,
They tryna use my soul in all the ways Im not,
I swear to you they won't until the day I drop,
Uhh but thats the thing,
Always gon be fire when it's coming from the kings,
I been living wild a nigga caught up in my sins,
Korby got the juice they tryna mix it with the gin,
Korby this, Korby is, Korby that, uh
Niggas keep talking shit, homie back up,
Getting loot, making moves, gotta pack up,
I just hopped, out the booth, wit my racks up,
Yeah, now I'm confident,
Korby got the motherf*cking sauce just like a condiment,
I can tell its fake I really do not need them compliments,
You boys aint making moves y'all really looking like a monument,
Im screaming f*ck you Korbs, these niggas got me stressed,
If all the real Gs die my homies wont be left,
And If he mess with Jer a nigga gone see death,
He the king of the fall, K O T F.
Jerome
KOTF bitch show me respect
Bitch show me a cheque
Im tryna move and collect
I got these niggas in check
She tatted me on her chest
Got these shortys obsessed
Coz all my niggas is blessed
Uhh but thats the thing,
Always gon be fire when it's coming from the kings,
Wow I been living wild a nigga caught up in my sins,
Romey got the juice they tryna mix it with the gin,
With the gin im just tryna win coz I been chasing all my dreams
And if im gonna eat I gotta eat it with the team
Writing all these verses got me feeling like a fiend
I been in my bag never lost up in the scene
Young nigga the big city the big dreams,
Born winner, i pick litter my shit clean,
Tryna live like these gang rappers that sip lean,
Turn these young niggas from fake trappers to big fiends,
So In the middle of the summer see my city snow,
Now all my niggas comin thru when shit was difficult,
Its hard to make it out the gutter cuz my city cold,
I'm tryna move out to the suburbs from my city home
Jerome
My hoes sidity man I'm moving on a different road
You niggas silly got me rapping like I'm sniffing coke
I crack a code and flip a switch I think I do the most
I put my city on, everything I do is gold
I'm moving militant it's like I move in intervals
Vision peripheral I see you hating on the low
I do my dance up on yo bitch and you ain't even know
Just give me 20 mins then I see you at the show
Korb$
I'm repping 254 until the day I drop,
Im tryna lose my foes they tryna take my spot,
They tryna use my soul in all the ways Im not,
I swear to you they won't until the day I drop,
Uhh but thats the thing,
Always gon be fire when it's coming from the kings,
I been living wild a nigga caught up in my sins,
Korby got the juice they tryna mix it with the gin,
Korby this, Korby is, Korby that, uh
Niggas keep talking shit, homie back up,
Getting loot, making moves, gotta pack up,
I just hopped, out the booth, wit my racks up,
Yeah, now I'm confident,
Korby got the motherf*cking sauce just like a condiment,
I can tell its fake I really do not need them compliments,
You boys aint making moves y'all really looking like a monument,
Im screaming f*ck you Korbs, these niggas got me stressed,
If all the real Gs die my homies wont be left,
And If he mess with Jer a nigga gone see death,
He the king of the fall, K O T F.
Jerome
KOTF bitch show me respect
Bitch show me a cheque
Im tryna move and collect
I got these niggas in check
She tatted me on her chest
Got these shortys obsessed
Coz all my niggas is blessed
Uhh but thats the thing,
Always gon be fire when it's coming from the kings,
Wow I been living wild a nigga caught up in my sins,
Romey got the juice they tryna mix it with the gin,
With the gin im just tryna win coz I been chasing all my dreams
And if im gonna eat I gotta eat it with the team
Writing all these verses got me feeling like a fiend
I been in my bag never lost up in the scene