King Push

Album: My Name Is My Name (2013)
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  • This is my time, this is my hour
    This is my pain, this is my name, this is my power
    If it's my reign, then it's my shower
    This pole position, I made a lane cause they blocked ours
    Dope boys, block bleeders
    Gold diggers don't stop either
    Motivation is misguided if it hit the mark, then it's not needed
    Carry on like a carry on, and my side bitch I let tag along
    Call me "daddy" from a complex
    Cause her mother's fucker wouldn't marry mom
    No excuses, no regard
    Step on the brick like a promenade
    Twenty thousand on calling cards
    And I'm speaking spanish like Don Omar, but

    I'm King Push, this king push
    I rap nigga 'bout trap niggas
    I don't sing hooks

    Fuck nigga, with the sly talk
    Miss me, with all the pie talk
    When them lights on you, and them letters big
    You point us out, just like an eye-chart
    But that's my fault, my details of the sidewalk
    For eleven years, we seen better years
    We was sellin' birds over the time port
    My first grammy was my first brick
    Red carpet, every bad bitch
    More BMF than billboard
    I got a label deal under my mattress, 'cause

    I'm King Push, still king push
    I rap nigga 'bout trap niggas
    I don't sing hooks

    Vultures to my culture
    Exploit the struggle, insult ya
    They name dropping 'bout caine copping
    But never been a foot soldier
    Let's have another look, just get a little closer
    Rage against the machine, black Zack de la Rocha
    In a cranberry Rossta, inside track on the G rap poster
    Best d-boy all I'm missing is a dash
    Difference between me and Hova, but

    I'm King Push, still king push
    I rap nigga 'bout trap niggas
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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