Richie The Rapper - Street Fighter (feat. Lebo Feela, Sleek B & Shakes Mohodi) Lyrics

I'm feeling Godly
Ten million men cannot hold me
Every bitch in this room trying hold me
She called me Home Boy
Now she wanna freak me, freak me
What kind? I'm one of a kind
Used to be "I'm busy" now she treat me fine
Is it because my wrist lit up all the time
Can't tell time, baby can't stop my shine Whooo
Everytime that I walk in Dawgs be barking
They wanna see the car I'm parking
Wanna hit the tree that I'm balking
Turn on the bitch, bitch, bitch quit talking
Do everything perfect timing
She want my heart, I told her fall in lining
Bitches that I have in line are frightening
They might make you change your mind darling

Darling Carling Black Label
I'm King Richie That's my handle
I'm a Trapper, I'm Out the Ville
Got my niggas still in the Ville
And they trapping too much skill
That's Gang, Sleek Beast, Shakes
We run up on you, Murder was the case
We buy the docket, we beat the case

You cannot deny I'm awesome
Preaching on the f*cking podium
I'm J. Cole on this man you lost one
Bad one said you ain't gone be alright
First round knockout
Tap till she tap out
Bitch I never back out
Everybody back down
Rhyming is all I know
Do you get the flow
Yeah I got them hoes
Riding in that horse
Putting these niggas in that coffin
Yeah I said that before, Pause

Tryna f*ck them Hoes, I may be out the Ville
I Kept the bro's close, cause I still got foes
In and out the hood
It's really no good so I'm back with verse two
I don't wanna hurt you
I know a Nkabi or two that can really wet you
Life in the hood get pretty hurtful
Late night in the Stu when I had a curfew
When mom really thought these streets will murk you
I made it out the Ville this shit was painful
Cause now we out the Ville patience was a virtue
Born in the hood I'm always stay true