Billie Jean Dream

There's only one king homie

Ice style Ice style Ice style Ice style Ice style

Glove on the Bentley wheel

Look at how I'm spinnin

You're boy's so real

Number one in the world

Imagine how it feel

To hit up Sony for a Billion on a deal

Buy out the Beatles

Tell Paul to chill

Too to talk

Y'all read it in my will

Ain't no question on who's the boss

So when I give orders I can talk real soft

There's one king There's one king

There's one king There's one king

There's one king of pop

Nothin' else poppin' off

Comparin' him to me

Oh please knock it off

All of y'all emanate from one source

You try to imitate it

But you can't pull it off

Too unique with it

The pimp is sweet with it

When I'm freakin' it

It's like I'm teachin' it

The world is an apple

They see me eatin' it

Haters get to makin' up stuff

Then leakin' it

How y'all sound talkin' bout a scandal

750 mill, aw man

That's why I keep my brim real low

And a soda can filled up with Merlot

And a private jet on deck ready to go

And a hundred mill wouldn't make me wanna tow?

The smooth criminal

I'm running from the law

Cos I've got the biggest? that your pops ever saw

No on my pocket

No sons on my lap

The king wears a crown

Not a Santa Claus hat

I peel off some bills

Tell em to fall back

It's only 20 mill

It's not all that

Hold my Hold my Hold my Hold my

Hold my umbrella

Give me some support

While I dance on the roof

Of the truck at the court

Can't pull me down

I don't know what y'all thought

Think what you want

But I never got caught

K (k) I(i) N(n) G(g)

You wanna kick off on the recipe

You see paparazzi stressin' me

Cos Marie Presley is undressin' me

Dead or alive

Nobody's alive as me

A close to lead to my prophecy

Be remembered as the greatest in history

This whole industry is my legacy

I'm something something something something

Something like a phenomenon

Something like a phenomenon

Something like a phenomenon

Something like a phenomenon

Something like a phenomenon

(Repeat)

Yo, yo the crazy thing is

I had a dream

Michael Jackson wrote that for me in a dream

That's crazy right

Word up, I had a dream

And homeboy wrote it for me in a dream

I saw it on the paper

I just woke up and just jotted it all down

It was crazy

Yo Mike that's for you baby

I love you

From the GOAT to the King of Pop

You're the king homie

Rest in Peace

Take a look at my sales

And fix your face

Know what I mean

I'll do what I want

I'm the king

I'll put my nose on my chest if I want to