This is a song about "Hearth of a lion"

Girl your beauty ain’t lying, boy you’re king like a lion

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

The lion in the wild silent and stalkin casually,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

I'm in the realest and ill -est putting my hearth and my soul

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Fire the nine, right through spine, down to the lion, mothafucka i ain't lying!

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Stuck in the middle of a...

You're a waste of time, a waste of space,

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

We original officially the most original

I'm that lion of the jungle with the nicest of fighters muscle