[Hook: Big KRIT] Forever is a mighty long time I do it for the South and them folks that held me down Forever in the game, forever Multi Forever getting mine, forever on the grind What's a king without a crown ho? What's a car without some sound ho? What's a king without a crown ho?
[Verse 1] Sometimes all I need a bass And a little liquor to ease my mind a bit Cause even when you polished, niggas won't let you shine for shit That pot to piss in turned into a house on hill I'm talkin' two stories no fabrication, that's a true story for real And ain't no ghost writer, my flow tighter than gorilla fists Keep it poppin' like hot grease, fried up with your catfish Cut throat with that bucket seats, bust a quiche, I split her peach Young Krizzle, fruit ninja, crouching tiger, hidden freak Ho what's up, I got more to tell Dreams is cheap I got more to sell Crush linen, grain grippin', don't touch my buttons I hate it when a bitch gets overzealous So chill ho I got a point to prove, that's the reason I rhyme fo' Third coast, I put it down fo' What's a king without a crown ho?
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[Verse 2] K-R-I-T One more time for them folk that didn't know Two more time for them folk that didn't listen Three more time for them folk that said growth Was impossible, for a country boy Like they could spit, like they could flow Shawty everybody wanna be a rapper But everybody out can't do a show So I'm slammin' doors and work the wheels on her Pop my bands and pop a bill on her Shit changed since Krit Wuz Here I raise my glass and crack a seal on her Cause I deserve that, got a old school Let me swerve that, in my own lane I make my own beats, I write my own rhymes I grip my own grind, I grip my own grain And that's royalty How else I'm 'sposed to live? I made due with what God gave, I do exactly what I feel Yeah I play my part and I gave my heart and I represent for my crib Just like them kings that came before me, I'mma keep it trill Let's go!