To keep it one million
I’ve always been the type
To say what I’m feeling
I’ve always been the type
To spit straight facts
The peasant sitting back
Trying to figure out
How she do that?
Listen baby girl
Let me teach you
Let me show you
There’s a Queen in you
No matter what they say
No matter what you do
Your home is on the throne
They can’t fuck with you
Off with their heads
You’re the Queen
Set the rules
Never be the type
To settle for the bull
Shit
Negativity is the remedy
Used to kill ourselves, race, generations to come
Be the type
Hands down
Fist up
Uplift
Encourage
Inspire
Never give up
On your head is where the crown belongs
Queens
Kings kings
Where are my kings
Please wake me up
From this terrible dream
They got ya’ll walking around
Where your clothes
Is a crime
Tighter than mines
Out yo mind
She be a fine
For the lack of integrity
Loyalty and responsibility
A slave you decide to be
Masculine however
Your balls castrated
Kings kings
Where are my kings
Please wake me up
From this terrible dream
The Drug life
The Hoe life
The baby daddy life
Can’t get your shit together life
Please by all means
Get yo life
Twirl baby twirl
But never take the pearls
Around your neck
To make a bracelet
Kings kings
Where are my kings
Please wake me up
From this terrible dream
We need you
We love you
Come back home
Kings
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