2 Chainz, Sleepy Rose, Lil Durk - Lost Kings lyrics

(Got Got it on Smash, Turn me up, Josh)

And I'm like
"How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe"
(How we supposed to breathe?)
"If all they do is kill off all the kings?"
(They killin' all the kings)
Every other night, a different murder scene
(It's another murder scene)
Every other night, a different murder scene

I got a full vision, tryna
See my son grow up
And I can't shoot different
Had a nightmare about me killin'
It was too vicious i feel like
"How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe
If all they do is kill off all the kings?"

I been thinkin' like a
Trapper since the pacifier
In the mix like jambalaya
When I was thirty-eight, i'd 45 ya
Mortify ya, more money I make
More stuff I'm buyin'
Troup died at the Chevron
Big Rock beside him
William died tryna help his
Sister from domestic violence
Stayed by the airport
All I heard was planes and sirens
My DNA despise a coward
I'm black, rich, and educated
So I got the power (Power)
I think like a king, act like a king
When you was on the trampoline
I was on the triple-beam, promethazine
With my pinky ring, yeah
Team blowin' up like creatine, yeah
Queen swell
I'ma protect myself if you don't mean well
(Fire)

And I'm like
"How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe"
(How we supposed to breathe?)
"If all they do is kill off all the kings?"
(They killin' all the kings, yeah)
Every other night, a different murder scene
(It's another murder scene)
Every other night, a different murder scene

I got a full vision, tryna
See my son grow up
And I can't shoot different (Woah)
Had a nightmare about me killin'
It was too vicious (yeah)
I feel like
"How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe
If all they do is kill off all the kings?"
(Supposed to breathe, oh)

I'm a king now (yeah)
Niggas playin' SpotEmGottem
Had that 40 in my Levis
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And on the street side (Streetside)
You wasn't out there on them corners
With them shorties tryna get back
(Tryna get back) we was raised from all
Them different rappers
They just claimin' shit (They just claimin')
You ain't lose nobody from your block
You just be namin' shit (They just namin')
Niggas get out of they body
Like I won't shoot 'em
I hate this famous shit (yeah, yeah)
And I'm from the block where
Your homie'll kill you
That's that dangerous shit (yeah, yeah)
The way he dressin' up the opp block
He a stylist (He a stylist)
I hate talkin' to my dawg on a tablet
(On a tablet)
Gave him my last eight hundred of a thousand
(Of a thousand)
He was my mans, but he traitored, he a coward

And I'm like
"How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe"
(yeah, how we supposed to breathe?)
"If all they do is kill off all the kings?"
(They killin' all the kings, yeah, yeah)
Every other night, a different murder scene
(It's another murder scene)
Every other night, a different murder scene

I got a full vision, tryna
See my son grow up
And I can't shoot different
Had a nightmare about me killin'
It was too vicious i feel like
"How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe
If all they do is kill off all the kings?"