Yeah. It's a lot of kings in this room, nigga. In the room (Room)
[Chorus]
It's a lot of kings in the room
Yeah. It's a lot of kings in this room, nigga. In the room (Room)
[Chorus]
It's a lot of kings in the room
I've been gettin' money, I don't know care what they assume
I've been going off like I don't got nothin' to lose
We've been makin hits since like 1992
I wasn't alive, but I still was making moves
Ahead of my time, I am not these other dudes
She hopped inside my car, saw the stars went to the moon
I am not amazed baby, this is what I do
You're fucking with that lame, only put the blame on you
[Verse 1]
Big body bands blowin' gas out the roof
Nigga think it's sweet till' I punched him in his tooth
We're some real steppers, really goin' with the mood
He thought he had the juice until he came up on the news
No cap I was born to drip
I tell them niggas come and get me, I ain't runnin' from shit
My broski keep a Glock .30 just to unload a clip
He ain't shootin' shots to miss if he bustin' some rip
Real hot boy like wait it, oh, I'm on my grind
Bitch told me I'm a lunatic, I'm out my mind
Got them diamonds fiji in my mouth, you see me shine
Niggas leechin' and tryna stick to me, like porcupine
[Post-Chorus]
You was loyal and then you turned fake (Fake)
I don't want none of your love, I'd rather stack cake (Cake)
I don't make of these songs with a straight face (Face)
Foreign stepper on my sneaker, that's a cool ape (Ape)
[Chorus]
It's a lot of kings in the room
I've been gettin' money, I don't know care what they assume
I've been going off like I don't got nothin' to lose
We've been makin hits since like 1992
I wasn't alive, but I still was making moves
Ahead of my time, I am not these other dudes
She hopped inside my car, saw the stars went to the moon
I am not amazed baby, this is what I do
You're fucking with that lame, only put the blame on you
[Verse 2]
Diamond choker chain, could've fucked her in the pool
I dropped out of college to sell weed then hit the stu'
Mad because I made it then it didn't work for you
My bitch stay in Chanel, she don't wear no Jimmy Choo
We ran up from numbers being us, fuck being cool
I ain't sell my soul, I stayed the same, I tame the truth
Whatchu know about getting that work, making it poof
Bitch we smokin' gas, that's why there's puffings in the room
[Chorus]
It's a lot of kings in the room
I've been gettin' money, I don't know care what they assume
I've been going off like I don't got nothin' to lose
We've been makin hits since like 1992
I wasn't alive, but I still was making moves
Ahead of my time, I am not these other dudes
She hopped inside my car, saw the stars went to the moon
I am not amazed baby, this is what I do
You're fucking with that lame, only put the blame on you
[Outro]
Only put the blame on you