[Intro: King of Nothing]
Say she don't suck
Aw, baby just try it
Add a lil' nut to your paleo diet
And if you don't want radio silence
Play me on your radio, I pray you don't mind this

[Verse 1: King of Nothing]
Ok she fine as it get
She favor Tyra Collette
Bitch I'm the black Timmy Riggins, dickin' her down in the flex
She want givenchy the dress
You know swarovski the neck
She could be Audrey, sippin' coffee with that long cigarette
You got that bomb silhouette
Type that make it so hard to regret
And I ain't really caught on to you yet
But that's ok cause I'm sharp as Gillette, yo I digress
My name Kon-nay from the trilla set
Old Kanye on a twin cassette
How the fuck you not made a decision yet
We could either spark jays or my interest
Now that all my sins confessed
Hope you can predict what's next
Holla if you want your skin caressed
Take it back to where you live, cause my crib's a mess
Tell me how I get this fresh
Tell me how I been finesse
Baby girl I know we skipped some steps
But I did my best when you in distress
[Chorus: King of Nothing]
We ain't spoke since I been on my grind (but I don't hate you)
Fact I had to let you know that I (appreciate you)
Shawty anywhere you go know I'll (be right beside you)
All your life girl I'ma hold you down (cause I'm a rider)


Cause I'm a rider
That's just how it goes, we keep the code like Hammurabi
I ain't been around like I'm supposed to, I'll be honest
But I ain't tryna clown with all these posers, I'm beyond it

[Verse 2: King of Nothing]
Fuck a college process
A n***a finna drop out
But 'less get a job next
I'm livin' at my mom's house
Think I got a complex, be good for me to calm down
My old girl say I'm obsessed
So that bitch screen my calls now
I'm back in the kitchen
But no baking soda (shakes and sodas!)
Ain't heard from my chick since winter break was over, wait is over
Ya'll ain't ready for my new shit
You talk shit but won't do shit
Got a few bitches on cupid
And you can find me where my crew is
That's squad squad till the pearlies, hoe
Fuck you actin' surly for
Run this shit for cardio
You n***as looking very slow
Asked me why I do this, told 'em Screwston and that dirty coast
Y'all been actin' stupid just like stooges, Larry Curly Moe
[Breakdown: King of Nothing]
Say she want love
One day she gon' find it
Could've been us, bad luck, worse timin'
But if you ever wonder how it all might end
Just turn on your radio

I need a punk to get the fuck up out my face
I roll the blunt and pass that bitch to nancy grace
I wrote the story of my life in dossier
So I don't give a fuck 'bout what you got to say

[Verse 3: King of Nothing]
I don't care bout a hater
That's like yolo to Jesus
Bitch ain't no point in playin'
Not if we don't go for keepers
Eyes be so low from reefer, can't see my foes or polices
Leavin' home every weekend so we can own 'stead of leasin'
Flow like B-I-G with Jeezy, Yeezy and face mob
They ask for features, shit I guess they want they fanbase robbed
Don't quit your damn day job
Wise up and bow down, hoe
Fuckin' your life up every single time my soundcloud post