Dion Primo - King Mentality (Room 13) lyrics
[Dion Primo - King Mentality Room 13 lyrics]
I'm in the club, I got bottles
My whole section, is full of models
Bad bitches, we throwing hunneds
Sumn sumn sumn sumn sumn, fuck it
Ok now I'm in yo 'tention span
Keep up with me if you can
University of self, listen to the lesson plan
Used to kill niggas
But now they do it second hand-
Smoke, each other over nothing
But guess again
I'm not over no finishing give
You hope with religion
That keeps you broke and defeated
What kind of preachers preach
With designer emblems
To congregation, by finishing off the savings
That you been saving but tell
That you be Satan if you don't believe
Let's talk about some education
How they never educated me
Properly how to think was never the topic
It only taught me to remember history
But HIS STORY never meant shit to me
(naw fuck em)
Let's talk about these corporations
Thats pimping all of they workers to keep up
With mortgage payments
The profit's is unheard of
Getting away with financial murder
Pushing poison, cigarettes and 40 ounces
But wanna lock you up for selling 40 ounces
Even though that marijuana never
Caused no drama
Now you thinking it's all good
Cause they legalized it?
RFID chips, up in yo kush
Before you realize it damn
Only the strongest of minds
Can wear the crown
When eye opened my eye, guess what I found
A motherfuckin King Mentality
A motherfuckin King Mentality
Aye let's talk about these fucking rappers
That could tell you how to cook a bird
But not what's coming after
When them wings fly
Homies get to tripping over green guys
Wanna fill you up with bullet
Holes and if you lucky
Police just might pull up at yo door
And hop out with they Glocks out
Little kids don't really know the differences
Between reality and fantasy and most families
All over the world don't
Know what Christmas is
You getting money though aye
Let's talk about that television
A tool used to tell the women
That they're not beautiful or suitable
Enough for this reality so
Now they hate themselves
Mentality all fucked up tainted with wealth
Let's talk about the music industry
And how song writers be
The main creative energy
But gets the short end of the stick
So now they gotta bow down and
Write bullshit to pay the rent, damn
I need some motherfuckin answers
I wanna know the reason why
My momma died of cancer
She would of been 66 today
My pain ricochets off the 808
And day to day it gets even more realer
Cause, I don't know if it was
The disease or the chemo
That killed her, Primo got no filter
I'd die for my message
You just a fake motherfuckerg
Lyin for a necklace
I'm up in the party like a rotated blunt
I'm a motherfuckin king so I say what I want
And you know what it is if
You feel how I feel
Say goodbye to the bullshit
Hello to the real hello (hello)
Hello (hello)
Hello (a motherfuckin King Mentality)
Hello (a motherfuckin King Mentality)
My whole section, is full of models
Bad bitches, we throwing hunneds
Sumn sumn sumn sumn sumn, fuck it
Ok now I'm in yo 'tention span
Keep up with me if you can
University of self, listen to the lesson plan
Used to kill niggas
But now they do it second hand-
Smoke, each other over nothing
But guess again
I'm not over no finishing give
You hope with religion
That keeps you broke and defeated
What kind of preachers preach
With designer emblems
To congregation, by finishing off the savings
That you been saving but tell
That you be Satan if you don't believe
Let's talk about some education
How they never educated me
Properly how to think was never the topic
It only taught me to remember history
But HIS STORY never meant shit to me
(naw fuck em)
Let's talk about these corporations
Thats pimping all of they workers to keep up
With mortgage payments
The profit's is unheard of
Getting away with financial murder
Pushing poison, cigarettes and 40 ounces
But wanna lock you up for selling 40 ounces
Even though that marijuana never
Caused no drama
Now you thinking it's all good
Cause they legalized it?
RFID chips, up in yo kush
Before you realize it damn
Only the strongest of minds
Can wear the crown
When eye opened my eye, guess what I found
A motherfuckin King Mentality
A motherfuckin King Mentality
Aye let's talk about these fucking rappers
That could tell you how to cook a bird
But not what's coming after
When them wings fly
Homies get to tripping over green guys
Wanna fill you up with bullet
Holes and if you lucky
Police just might pull up at yo door
And hop out with they Glocks out
Little kids don't really know the differences
Between reality and fantasy and most families
All over the world don't
Know what Christmas is
You getting money though aye
Let's talk about that television
A tool used to tell the women
That they're not beautiful or suitable
Enough for this reality so
Now they hate themselves
Mentality all fucked up tainted with wealth
Let's talk about the music industry
And how song writers be
The main creative energy
But gets the short end of the stick
So now they gotta bow down and
Write bullshit to pay the rent, damn
I need some motherfuckin answers
I wanna know the reason why
My momma died of cancer
She would of been 66 today
My pain ricochets off the 808
And day to day it gets even more realer
Cause, I don't know if it was
The disease or the chemo
That killed her, Primo got no filter
I'd die for my message
You just a fake motherfuckerg
Lyin for a necklace
I'm up in the party like a rotated blunt
I'm a motherfuckin king so I say what I want
And you know what it is if
You feel how I feel
Say goodbye to the bullshit
Hello to the real hello (hello)
Hello (hello)
Hello (a motherfuckin King Mentality)
Hello (a motherfuckin King Mentality)