Taylor J - King Taylor Intro | Текст песни

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Let me fix my crown, let me dust my robe

Let me smoke my weed, let me fuck my hoes

Ay let me see palm trees, and let me chill on boats

Anything for my team, all for the shit I wrote

Tell me why you niggas hating like you work this hard

I used to want to hit the streets all day and work that hard

Now they say I turned star, because my verse so hard

Certain memories starting to fade because I've worked so far

Ain't have no money for no fight, nigga I drove my car

Felt like the only one that knew me in that church was god

But they talking ties and offering, look how broke I are

The next nigga calling me asking me for some dope
getting robbed

Hey I remember banging College Dropout, ready to rap

Mr. West was like a blessing, I still remember them tracks

I still remember that spaceship, I was getting em high

Listening family business, coming up with ways to get by

No telling what I was doing back in 2005

Probably dreaming of meeting them niggas I see every night

We hit the club and got turned up like I been used to this life

Make sure each bottle got a sparkler, put that shit on
ice

Nigga we live this life

Nigga we live this life

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