King's Blues

I got no time to waste

I got more bills to pay

I got more mouths to feed now, now, now

I got no time to play

I got no need to stay

When ain't no money around, round, round

What's a king without a crown?

(Time's a wasting)

What's a car without some sound?

(Don't you take your time, young man)

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]

Never been on that silly sucka shit

Ride around pimped out, four doors

With the wood grain dashboard and a rim that sits swoll

And the embroidered headrest

Yeah, that be dead fresh

In your ear like headsets

Sleepy eye, forever grind, no dead rest

I can't depend on that next check cause it ain't vouched shit

The type of broke that got me searching through my momma's couch

Here's some loose change, got that dollar menu

McDouble, small fry, lemonade and sweet tea blended

Now here it is Monday, will that get me through till Wednesday?

Will it kill them hunger pains, even tho it ain't fulfilling?

I make do with what God give me, and I take it day by day

I would come around more often, but I can't stay, cause

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[Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.]

Try not to step on my toes, with yo swole, bankrolls you blowing thro'

On stripper pole pros you barely know, make it rain

If I was paid with no knowledge of two months late on my mortgage

In the hood that ain't safe, I'd do the same thing

But wishful thinking ain't shit without genius

I can't define how I feel, that's why I'm searching for meaning

No need to pinch me in my players' suite, I know when I'm dreaming

My momma tell me 'be careful, ' cause she know when I'm scheming

Lottery winners don't run in my family

Nor do seven dots when dice are swang, so sense in me gambling

We just crap out

Maybe they would listen to me, if I pulled the strap out

Like 'give me everything, or I'm a black out', cause

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