Kings disease

Yeah
Hello ladies and gentlemen
(Hit-Boy)
I made the fade famous, the chain famous
Cuby on my chest match the stainless
Amazing Grace, Im gracefully aging
Without misery, I made more paper to play with
No Rap in my playlist, sold dimes on my day shift (King)
So can I breathe? Can I walk? Can I speak? Can I talk?
Can I floss without you wanting me outlined in chalk?
Family gossiping, pocket watching him
Jealousy keeps blossoming, aint let it box me in (King)
Cause you are not a king if you cant come out a thing
That you got yourself in, claiming nobody helping
The stupidest part of Africa produced Blacks that started algebra
Proof, facts, imagine if you knew that as a child, bruh
Nostalgia, how I remember things
Remember crowns, remember kings
They want your reign to cease (King)
You a king, you will be next to me
Doing your own king sh*t, most definitely
Well so, say less when I speak
Yall estrogen speak, respected by kings only
Address me as chief, invested in things only a vet would
Only lames front on kings, thats expected from creeps
You mad at my ******, and any women with any interest with me
You couldve made it (You was good) look at all the time wasted
Now you gotta retract statements, shoulda stuck to the basics
All you had to do was tell the truth like, **** all the fake sh*t
You should want every brother to make it out
But brothers want trophies, they trove for clout
Rappers weird, weird flex but okay
You aint as ill as you think, you just okay
You got pressed in the hood, fix your jibs up, Im on top
Stop fighting it, yo, stop with the over righteousness
Its so lame, this media circus greedy and worthless
My life, got em tight, why they wanna see me hurt up? (Why me?)
Real kings everywhere, stand up
It comes with the game (King's Disease