Killing our dreams, stealing our vision
Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.
Fuck your cronies it's his highness,
On the slow jam of love
Who said i don't rep, i am naija all day
Fuck your apologies and fuck what you say,
Who knows what the
Fuck your criteria
Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.
Penncounting pennys over tha years
Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone
Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone
My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun
Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
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