Here to take the throne like where the fuck my armor?

I put my choppa in her lap, boy I armed her

Even gave that bitch some bullets I Brett Favre'd her

If they wack me boy I'm gon' be a martyr

I really been ballin', now bitch I'm a starter

And I'm juiced up, I don't need a charger

They ain't think I'd come this far, I'm going farther

I'm a king for real, I'm feelin' just like Arthur

Ridin' choppa in my lap boy I'm an outlaw, got to keep the strap they praying on my downfall

And if them boys attack it ain't our fault, home runs when I bat ain't no foul ball

I done watched all my feelings really fade to black, can't tell the bitch I love her cause I can not take that back

If I hit it any harder I might break her back, she say she want a daughter but I ain't creating that

Ain't no barter, complain about tax I'll raise a stack, but if he my partner he ain't paying that he save a rack

Might hit the left to Ruth's Chris if I crave a snack, I really put in too much work I can't take a nap

My heart, ain't no breaking that, it's too late for that

Dog I done felt so much pain, boy I barely sleep

I know some shit I'm gon' keep until I'm buried deep

And it's fuck a shoulder, you will never carry me

He actin' hard online, I see him he act scared of me

She like her new man but she know he can't compare to me

Maybe they call me Prophet because a youngin' chosen

Trying to keep myself together but I'm broken

Here to take the throne like where the fuck my armor?

I put my choppa in her lap, boy I armed her

Even gave that bitch some bullets I Brett Favre'd her

If they wack me boy I'm gon' be a martyr

I really been ballin', now bitch I'm a starter

And I'm juiced up, I don't need a charger

They ain't think I'd come this far, I'm going farther

I'm a king for real, I'm feelin' just like Arthur

My opps stalking dog I can't be rocking headphones

Couldn't cop the load, man that shit was stepped on

She be kind of ditsy but that bitch be head strong

Every time she with me, my dick feel her neck bone

New work it touch down, I'm in the end zone

Ain't no Triple H, my dogs a different pedigree

Fuck the ones who left me, best keep that same energy

That shit be dead to me, damn I just let it be

No they ain't trying to see me achieve my destiny

I'm paranoid, shorty please don't come close to me

And they ain't got to see the face, dog they know it's me

Trey-five in the wood, that boy a roach to me

Never lackin', with the action, dog we really packin'

He think he jackin', ain't gon' happen, we a get it crackin'

Maybe they call me Prophet because a youngin' chosen, trying to keep my vision but I'm dozing

Here to take the throne like where the fuck my armor?

I put my choppa in her lap, boy I armed her

Even gave that bitch some bullets I Brett Favre'd her

If they wack me boy I'm gon' be a martyr

I really been ballin', now bitch I'm a starter

And I'm juiced up, I don't need a charger

They ain't think I'd come this far, I'm going farther

I'm a king for real, I'm feelin' just like Arthur