I'm king, do my thing, you will keep trying to swing,
But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking
They keep trying to hold me back but i snap their hands off
She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause
I keep trying to figure it out why you don't wanna be with me
They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty
Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs
Really i was the one trying to dance
I run at a million miles an hour, your trying to keep up kid
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
I say i'm tired of trying
Frightening, so fucking frightening
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