King Libra, King Los - Bmore Realer lyrics

Uh young king nigga shit
Descendants was a immigrant
Lifestyle so lavish
Feeling like prince Aladdin but still
Can't find a Jasmine i had then
But, I can't have what I had then
Flow so massive black Napoleon Dynamite
Swagging fake women wanna ride me
No homo but I see them niggas riding
While I'm on the rise and on top of the game
I swear these new girls drive me insane
Its an animal game i'm a omnivore
I might be with the beef
But im on my plant OG kush inhaling green
Hashtag young kings let the trending begin
I'm trying to be different
But why try to be different
When everyone wants to be different
Imma be me and not change girls look at me
Like you is such a loser
But, you be in my face


Singing I'm your winner
In my room I'm reading calvin letters
Man this nigga home swear to
God he doing better
They say I rap about nothing but that's
Because I choose to rap about nothing
I'm bluffing about putting out my songs
I thought I can do what I want
But, I want what I can't have
But, I'm glad that homies will
Always have my back
And Chyna girl you can get all
That uh I mean all that
And if y'all niggas still
Clowning you will fail
I be that one strapping snapbacking
Skinny jeans never sagging
Johnny bravo looking nigga
Never popped a xan or a killa
Shordy want that super bass
Hit her in her baseline
And she orgasm every time wu tang
Cash money
Dolla da da dolla da da dolla bill ya
Get the get the get the get the
Fame fortune money
All I wanted for my birthday is
Another good year to live
Tell me what's really good if
You put live backwards scotty la flame
Taught me that
Dropping bars like his last name
Oh them dudes over there
Yeah I know kinda lame
But what's going change them from being them
Critics still chirping like crickets
Ain't nobody paying attention
Why keep your head down when
They say heads up

Uh, gotta be close to him like
The woman in The Bible
Who felt she could be blessed
Just to grab his cloth
Uh, bulletin we full of sin
If we wade in the water
The weight of it might pull us in
They fake, fake, fake, fake, fake
Can't fake what you ain't, ain't, ain't
Ain't
Wait, if you're searching for a way, wait
I made a way
All my homies used to weigh weight
Brakes, pump your brake, brake, brake, brakes
Niggas break in and take
They don't take breaks
I can't fail, I don't believe in it
You don't possess humble nor obedience
Comedians told me that I wouldn't fly
I remember losing family members
And I wouldn't cry
Nigga if you had wooden eyes
You could see I'm fly in my future
So why wouldn't I?
I'm too good, these niggas good and high
Boys in the hood don't rock
Wit' you Cuba Gooding guys
Niggas on that "be alike" shit
Guess they "copy
Paste" us cause we the right clique
Uh, get it? Right click, copy, paste?
Life hit a rocky phase, ice wrist
Versace shade white whip, a hockey blade
Grill like a hockey mask
Chop it like a hockey stick
Niggas pop it to pocket cash
Talkin' bout you popping gas
Running wit' those sloppy cats
Same suckas probably be watchin' you
Get your pockets tapped
Fuck all that cocky shit
Where I'm from they cocking straps
Think you wavy 'til you get hit
With 8 in your stocking cap
But, I choose to excel
Made my old ex mad, gave my new ex hell
Went from no X to one X to two X, well
I been nice since my tee shirt was 2XL
Yeah that's XX, like two exes ago
But, it's still all love like X's and O's
Cause at some point
We feel we have exes who owe
You know an explanation why
They made an exit, and oh
If you think I'm talking bout
My exes, come on, man
Tell XXL they've got one more chance
But, man I lay low
If I ain't on ya list, then
That bitch should not exist, manti Te'o
I'm anti A-roll
That shit they putting up corny
Tell these niggas they ain't good
Enough to bore me
I'm just painting so y'all see the story
I can't be guarded in rap
To God be the glory king