Tha King (Tha King)

[Intro]

And in case you forgot, I'm the King

Yea, Yea, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye

Who I'm is, nigga? (I'm the King)

T.I.P., Atlanta's own King of the South shawty (I'm the King)

Yea, Yea, Yea, Better keep my name out ya mouth shawty (I'm the King)

Yeah, P$C nigga, Aye, Aye

[Verse 1]

All hail Atlanta's own, owner of Atlanta's throne

If he ain't want no trouble, he just should've left the man alone

It's been seen, shown and evident, Atlanta's known

The King's been the one representing all of Atlanta's zones

Back when niggas was representing Atlanta wrong

Every shot he got, he put the hoods of Atlanta on

The big screen, then hit every trap and traveled on

Past, present to Texas to Alabama strong

Down in Miami, up to Louisiana homes

From the Carolina's, Virginia, to David Banner's home

I'm well connected, haters, best to mind ya manners, homes

I got a nickel-plated .38, but hey, the hammer chrome

And it shine like ya shoulda set the Phantom on

In it, see me riding, getting blown like a saxophone

Hey shawty, spit the shit it take to cut a candle on

If I ain't on ya tube dude, you must got ya channel wrong

[Chorus]

I'm the King of the South, there is none flyer

Sucker MC's outta call me Sire, ya songs OK, but I'm on fire

24 inches on my rims and tires

I'm the King of the South, there is none flyer

Sucker MC's outta call me Sire, you was on top

But I pass right by ya, I will not stop and I won't retire

[Verse 2]

I came, I saw, I conquered with no big names

No fame, no celebrity sponsors

Just the game and a flow that was bonkers

Nigga, front if ya wanna, I dead niggas like the bitches from "Monster"

Now you been told, so don't say I ain't warn ya and don't

Let it alarm ya, when ya leaking, and the reaper's upon ya

See, dope man, I'm creeping upon ya, say that I ain't the King

But you just sour, you ain't think of it, aren't ya?

All the hating, there's no time to respond, I'm busy trying to conjure up

A way to get this currency laundered, ain't my fault your record company

Conned ya into signing a deal shy of a mill 'cause they really ain't want ya

Moving yay, it's safe to say that they onto ya

So it's time to move on to real estate, and get cake selling bigger stakes

I'm King of the South now, but there's fifty states

I'ma spread out and I'll eliminate who in the way

I'm 24 today, give it till I'm 28

I'll be ruler of all that I survey and not just in the state

See I bend just to win, but I ain't finna break

Most you niggas fake, and I'll say it in you niggas face

[Chorus]

I'm the King of the South, there is none flyer

Sucker MC's outta call me Sire, ya songs OK, but I'm on fire

24 inches on my rims and tires

I'm the King of the South, there is none flyer

Sucker MC's outta call me Sire, you was on top

But I pass right by ya, I will not stop and I won't retire