King DCN - ESPN lyrics

All that beef shit I don't want it
Leave them on their own and their moaning
Too many fake niggas
Just don't wanna show it

Too many hatred towards the energy
Put this shit on TV
Keep them cameras rolling
This is called reality
Not the way you wanted
Niggas living in the fantasy
Shoot your shot don't blow it
2017
I was the one to throw it
2018
I was the one to defend shit
2019
Witnessing the bullshit
Niggas want to hate me
When they said "Keep going"
Niggas want to fight me


Cos of lies and bullshit
I could've said "WORLDSTAR"
Give me the 5 stars
Rap is like sport, boy
Working hard ain't the death of me
ESPN
Keep that whole shit going
Ay

I'm living life
And these mother fuckers hating
On the young man
Goddamn, I love my life
Imma just get the fuck off right now

You can FALCON X will go stupid
Young nigga on the bars
Ruthless
Boys wanna end me
With no full conclusion
Tell them niggas wake up
Tell them to shake up
Niggas too thick in the head
Like a cake, bruh
If I had low grades
At least I can write bars
Whilst I'm famous for my bars
Some of you are handcuffed
Whislt there's me with some cars

Zoom off like Mcqueen
Not Mater
Moving quick like a tiger
"See you later"
Young nigga
Future racks
Future cheddars
You shut up
You run your mouth like a high treadmill
I'm just making all my ideas possibly now
Turn them reluctant waves
To "See you later"
Same mouth they'll use to beg ya
Take the money you could've kept
Like a debt collector

All that beef shit I don't want it
Leave them on their own and their moaning
Too many fake niggas
Just don't wanna show it

Too many hatred towards the energy
Put this shit on TV
Keep them cameras rolling
This is called reality
Not the way you wanted
Niggas living in the fantasy
Shoot your shot don't blow it
2017
I was the one to throw it
2018
I was the one to defend shit
2019
Witnessing the bullshit
Niggas want to hate me
When they said "Keep going"
Niggas want to fight me
Cos of lies and bullshit
I could've said "WORLDSTAR"
Give me the 5 stars
Rap is like sport, boy
Working hard ain't the death of me
ESPN
Keep that whole shit going
Ay

I'm might just gain fame
Take a right
Niggas wanna punch me on sight
Wanna do a left right goodnight
They think they're Mayweather the Champ
My future is looking bright
Whilst they cry
I'm on a flight
I'm talking about First
Class/Business flight
With my whole crew we in the sky
Throw away my fake chains
This ain't the say I should live life
Over them barriers construction sight
We go over them like a kite
Niggas just hate to see my light
Too bright in my mind like a light
Rapping so much gigabytes
I don't understand why niggas lie

All that beef shit I don't want it
Leave them on their own and their moaning
Too many fake niggas
Just don't wanna show it

Too many hatred towards the energy
Put this shit on TV
Keep them cameras rolling
This is called reality
Not the way you wanted
Niggas living in the fantasy
Shoot your shot don't blow it
2017
I was the one to throw it
2018
I was the one to defend shit
2019
Witnessing the bullshit
Niggas want to hate me
When they said "Keep going"
Niggas want to fight me
Cos of lies and bullshit
I could've said "WORLDSTAR"
Give me the 5 stars
Rap is like sport, boy
Working hard ain't the death of me
ESPN
Keep that whole shit going
Ay