And i drop top off in a hot cold
I'm the king of england with my ships of gold,
A crony capitalist corporate lobbyist champion of the 1 percent,
All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed
Doing time in the pen and your gram's old
I'm the king of england this shit too cold,
I'm the king of england and you cunts have been told
Fearin what it show you, reality is gold
Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage
Some day i'm going to be kick it with queen elizabeth being filthy rich.
We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes
Hip hop don't need wizards its the 1-0-1% truth
Verse 1: me rapping is my 2nd greatest dream of all time.
I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine
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