Kingsman lyrics

[Chorus]
Ahh! I do my thang
Boobie sayin when is we gon hang?
(Y’all don’t hear me tho!)
But can you blame him
Ain’t no shamin keep it G like Kingsman
(Y’all don’t hear me tho!)
This sh*t crazy, might get hazy
Bet we still gon blaze it
(Y’all don’t hear me tho!)
But can you blame him
Ain’t no shamin keep it G like Kingsman

[Verse 1]
I’m from a long line of hustlers, straight product of environment
See everything is in your reaches if you eyein it
Take whatever dream might scare you and you heighten it
I made this album for me, for your enlightenment (yeah)
Let me digrеss tho, back to the subject
All you n*ggas eyеballin man y’all lookin suspect
Way too women here homie why you upset
n*gga pull ya skirt down you don’t wanna touch dat
Really I ain’t trippin I got pasta on the mind
A lil bread with olive oil and a cabby for the wine
I’ll preach it to the death you know I said hundred times
Must protect your energy and keep your head up to the sky
I’d like to think that I can be a beacon for advice
From the action I provide and I ain’t even gotta try
I just keep an open eye for those who hoping we demise
Gotta be much more thought provoking when you speak to me my guy
[Chorus]
Ahh! I do my thang
Boobie sayin when is we gon hang?
(Y’all don’t hear me tho!)
But can you blame him
Ain’t no shamin keep it G like Kingsman
(Y’all don’t hear me tho!)
This sh*t crazy, might get hazy
Bet we still gon blaze it
(Y’all don’t hear me tho!)
But can you blame him
Ain’t no shamin keep it G like Kingsman

[Verse 2]
I’m from a long line of swanksters, rubbin shoulders w the gangsters
Wit the owners of the nightclubs lounge sangers
Yellow diamond cut rings on the pinky fingers
Big body cadillac n*gga wide swangers
Uncle Harold was a stylist for Diahann Carroll
And Harry Belalfonte ask my momma Cheryl
Bill Johnson told me I’m the 2nd comin pharaoh
I had a celly at the center called him Joe Camaro
True storyteller ain’t ashamed of it (wassup)
I know at times it prolly seemed like I contain grudges
I know a lot of people now who act like they ain’t love it
Back when I was no one they ain’t recognize my face in public (ahh!)
I suggest you walk around him here cuz he ain’t budgin
He ain’t seein nothin speak your evil so he see it comin
Dapper yeah I make it easy just to be in love wit
Please don’t get it twisted manners make the man I’ll teach you somethin (b*tch!)
[Chorus]
Ahh! I do my thang
Boobie sayin when is we gon hang?
(Y’all don’t hear me tho!)
But can you blame him
Ain’t no shamin keep it G like Kingsman
(Y’all don’t hear me tho!)
This sh*t crazy, might get hazy
Bet we still gon blaze it
(Y’all don’t hear me tho!)
But can you blame him
Ain’t no shamin keep it G like Kingsman

[Outro]
Bless you Joey, this is a good thing…