Goyard / Gatling Video (MV)

5 foot 11 on the money I'm like 10 feet
Ben Baller on the chain and the ice can make my neck freeze
Why would I learn to swim with the sharks I could jet ski
Found a church girl on demon time so she could bless me
Head at the Fontainebleau, sex, then I'm out at two
I'ma need an accountant for the man that I amounted to
Shopping back from Soho, sauna back in Sojo
Everybody opps, that's why they asking for photos
The iCloud always full when your life is a movie
The boy the man, pop a perc, then the Highharmony the Cooley
You waste your time tryna to wait for your time
You look like steaks on the plate, boy the stakes gettin high
Collaboration with Maison on the fit and the kicks is from Kith
If you tell me "the realest", then the realist do not exist
I laugh at these simpletons who think they the shit
It's a trip, I put a grip, if they shoot, then they miss
What do you know about the world that I'm from
Cortland was the jects, yeah I was raised in the slums
Lambert was the place where my face gettin love
Know I came from nothing when that hate fill your lungs
I could spend your salary to employ a shooter
I'll be at the gallery with Goyards and Rugers
I save my calories for seared salmon and tuna
You could change your life too, you just gotta do something
But most of you motherf*ckers just wanna talk
I could draw from my memories, they would outline you a chalk
Defeated you mentally before you would give it thought
The scene from the director is a horror story, Lord
Remember switching caine with Ajax to save stacks
The cut was too much, junkies telling you they taste that
If you live how I live, you would lay flat
Suffered empty stomach way before I got my payback
But now my sweaters merino, it's wool for the goat
Chromeheart frames, but my heart still made of gold
I've been dreaming big since I was little and broke
And now my imagination's why I'm selling you quotes
Who would've pictured me as the pick of the litter
So many rats on my back, no wonder why we had splintered
First down jacket when I was young, I would shiver
But now I let shit I can't pronounce keep me warm in the winter
And if you understood who I be
You'd understand why it's more than being B.I.G. or P.A.C
Or any rapper that oppose me
It's Kevin King, baby, that's the N.Y.C.'s
Biggest hope, throw it all on my back
I don't think about it, I just run, attack
Every single goal that I ever had
And now the world's in the palm of my hands, I'm the man