[Produced by J. Cole]
[Verse 1]
See I’m sorta like Simba from your down under land
With a small payslip, big dream in my hand
When I cross the ocean
To, to (tutu) the foreign spans
With a b*tch on my waist
I’mma flame on your bands, but
I’m all in limbo and I’m patient as f*ck
I don’t want, no degree, that sh*t just got me stuck
But what be worse? We talkin’ minimum wage
A 9-5 lookin’ slave
Headin’ fast to the grave, it’s insane
So I’m gunning for commotion
While you busting for promotion
Reapply on the lotion cause
f*ck an office structure
All I need is one mic and a happy juncture
f*ck me? Nah, nah f*ck ye
Down under but you know he spittin’ top
What the f*ck do he want?
Man you know I’m gonna haunt
I got scars, I got strife
I’mma shoot for the moon
Star soon, in the night
I’m the son of the light
[Hook]
Kion Kye man
Little lion man
Uh, uh
[Verse 2]
This is not his domain
On a roll, old Jermaine
And we both, put our city on the map
With our names, Sydney
But I’m a lil different
I put my whole country on, just give me a minute
I’m coming first, I don’t wait for seconds
The lesson is written aggression
Got me through, every testin’
So it’s on like I’m ‘fessin now
I ain’t lying, put the game on pause
So I’m gunning at you fast, rip shred, on shores, check it
Grew up with really little, till I grow really big
They tried to f*ck with the kid, don’t know who he is
Who dat boy, I’mma runnin’ at the biz
Shotgun, shotgun, skull hard you losing the fizz
A young man, with a dream in his back pocket
Got the vision might socket, never lock it
Do he got it?
Is the sky f*cking blue?
Do Jehovas sit and knock it?
Oh my, oh you
You don’t know what I can do
When I got something to prove
And just nothing I can lose
Shoe in, I pursue
[Hook]
Kion Kye man
Little lion man
Uh, uh