Lost Kings Lyrics – 2 Chainz feat. Lil Durk & Sleepy Rose

Lost Kings Lyrics by 2 Chainz feat. Lil Durk & Sleepy Rose is the latest English song. Lost Kings lyrics were written by Sleepy Rose, Lil Durk & 2 Chainz while the song is produced by Smash David & Turn Me Up Josh.

Lost Kings Track Info:

Lost Kings Lyrics

Got, got it on smash
Turn Me Up Josh

And I’m like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings
Every other night a different murder scene
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got [?] vision
Tryna see my son grew up and I can’t shoot different
[?] killin’, there were two [?]
I feel like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings

[I’ve been thinking?] like a trapper since the pacifier in the mix
Like [?]
When I was 38, I 40 ya, mortifier
More money I make, more stuff I buy
Tru [?]
When I die, tryna help the system from domestic violence
Stay by the airport, all I heard was planes and sirens
My DNA despise a coward
I’m black, rich and educated so I got the power
I think like a king, act like a king
When you was on the trapper lane, I was on the triple beam
Promethazine with my pinky ring, yeah
Team blowing up like creatine
Queen swell
I’ma protect myself if you don’t mean well

And I’m like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings (Yeah)
Every other night a different murder scene
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got [?] vision
Tryna see my son grew up and I can’t shoot different (Oh)
[?] killin’, there were two [?] (Yeah)
I feel like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings

I’m a king now
Niggas playin’ spot ’em got ’em, had that .40 in my Levis
And on the street side
[?] corners with them shortys tryna get back
We was raised [?] they just claimin’ shit
You ain’t lose nobody from your block, you just be namin’ shit
Niggas get out of they [?] like I won’t shoot [?]
And I’m from the block where your homie killed, that’s that dangerous shit
The way he dressin’ up [?] he stylist
I hate talkin’ to my dog on a tablet
They were last 800 of a thousand
He was my mans but he traited, he a coward

And I’m like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings
Every other night a different murder scene
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got [?] vision
Tryna see my son grew up and I can’t shoot different
[?] killin’, there were two [?]
I feel like, how the hell a nigga supposed to breathe?
If all they do is kill and fight the kings

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