Rising King lyrics

[Intro: Mohamedissavage]
Yo, shoutout to my boy ZaddyOc!
Shoutout to JORDAN BAND$ for them filthy ass beats!

[Hook: ZaddyOc]
Yeah they hate on me, they don’t wanna see me on on the top
Shawty wanna gimmie slop yeah she’s givin’ me top
Young rich n*gga ball like I was clee, Young rich n*gga ball like I was clee

[Verse 1: Mohamedissavage]
You claim that I’m high, boy you’re the one dealin’
n*ggas flexin’ ‘bout they bands, same n*ggas stealin’
n*ggas stooped so low, imma set a n*gga’s ceilin’
n*ggas acidic, you’re an orange, Imma get my ass to peelin’
Find my sh*t offensive, ain’t promise to hurt no feelin’s
I’m a rising king, one day y’all n*ggas get to kneelin’
Boys who never flinch, in my presence they is squealin’
Why do n*ggas threatin’ people’s lives when they ain’t ‘bout the killin’
(Take me seriously) when I say stop
Fall down and my heat evaporate yo sh*t, you a rain drop
Jealous of my look, you n*ggas wishin’ for a face swap
Spittin’ fire, makin’ bread, studio’s a bake shop
I hate f*ck n*ggas and their fake Glocks
When I step up on the scene everybody stay shocked
You can’t lay ya' eyes off me, even your girls – they watch
Pass the mic to Zaddy while I get my paycheck from the mailbox

Verse 2 [ZaddyOc]:
Aye, who is you tho?
Hoe, yeah she gon’ love me - she a hoe tho
Don’t want no love from a hoe - she a hoe hoe
b*tch you get eaten in just like a hoho
b*tch n*gga disrespect me, uh who are are (you)?
Hold up, Ba da- da- (ding)!
Play these hoes like a (ring)!
Play these like these hoes like a (BINGO)!
Shawty want me she a (thing tho)!
Now she trynna steal my (ring O)!
b*tch, I’m goldy with this sh*t do it easily
Shoot it from the three, it’s so easily, uh
See yo' b*tch and she finna kneel
Ball like my last name was f*ckin’ O’Neal, n*gga
Taller than all these n*ggas, money taller than O’Neal
b*tch n*gga try to disrespect me he get whacked
Punch a b*tch n*gga in his face, money countin’ up check the pace
Money zoomin’ off it’s a race, money zoomin’ off it’s a race
Usain Bolt b*tch I never lost a race
Pullin’ up b*tch you thinkin’ that I was lyin’
Till we get to squeezin’ if you try it on God
Till we get to squeezin’ if you try it
Till we get to squeezin’ if you try it b*tch
Till we get to squeezin’ if you try it b*tch
Chorus [ZaddyOc]:
Yeah they hate on me, they don’t wanna see me on on the top
Shawty wanna gimmie slop yeah she’s givin’ me top
Young rich n*gga ball like I was clee, Young rich n*gga ball like I was clee