Medulla - King Midas (Intro) lyrics

King Midas with the touch
That’s why my life is dipped in gold
(Dipped in gold) i had mix it with the ice
That’s why my necklace always froze
(Always froze)
If I tell her that I love her
Then the next day she won’t know
(She won’t know) i can never love a hoe
And that’s why niggas get exposed
(Get exposed) with the money I impose
(Impose) with the dice I always roll
(Roll) with the killers on the road
(Road) and now his body in that grove
(Grove) that’s why niggas wanna know
What I be doin on the road (On thе road)
I just count the money on the way to my show
(On thе way to my show)

I just text her friend like is
You sure she don’t know?
(Sure she don’t know?)
Cause, Ima fuck you over to
See if loyalty folds (Loyalty folds)
Cause my ex is like a story
I wish God never told
It’s so hard to stay complacent
When the henny getting bold
Used to treat her like a queen
But she left me in the cold
(But it’s ok, I’m ok
That’s why hennything goes)
Fuck a check and get the neck
And then it’s on to the next (To the next)
So flip a hunnid with a stack
And then I’m blowing out her back
(Blowing out her back) had to flex on my ex
And now I know she want me back
(Know she want me back)
Cashing checks and breaking necks
These niggas gawking lil pecks
Left on read because he dead
Oh yea I heard what he said
Gang fled, bang dead
And that’s a whole lotta red
(Yea, yea, yea, yea) rising star, new car
That’s a whole lotta bread

I just -I just touched down
From a whole other wave quick
(From a whole other wave quick)
Whole new flow and I’m smoking a space zip
(Space zip)
Whole new planet make a nigga wanna spaceship
(Spaceship) shawty wanna love me and I
Told she can save it capping when he rappin
Niggas clapping to that lame shit
Thinking out the box
When niggas locked up in the state pen
Streets done took my heart and that’s
Where niggas found the game plan

Really made it out the gutter
Why my niggas really glo
Herbal essence in presence
Blow your mind at every show (Every show)
I feel like Midas with the touch
Im turning rags to racks of gold
And now they sold before the show
And that’s why niggas wanna know
Medulla be the Kruga mTK the gang to know
(MTK the gang to know)
And if a nigga acting bitter than
I hope he die slow (Die slow)
10 grams on my paper
Now the swisher burning slow (Burning slow)
Put my niggas in a Benz and
Now my pockets getting swoll
He still acting like we friends
I fucked his bitch an he don’t know
(He don’t know)
I’m the reason she make ends
And now she walking like a doll