Lost Kings - 2 Chainz ft. Sleepy Rose, Lil Durk

(Got—Got it on Smash)

(Turn me up, Josh)

And I'm like, "How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe" (How we supposed to breathe?)

"If all they do is kill off all the kings?" (They killin' all the kings)

Every other night, a different murder scene (It's another murder scene)

Every other night, a different murder scene

I got a full vision, tryna see my son grow up, and I can't shoot different

Had a nightmare about me killin', it was too vicious

I feel like, "How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe

If all they do is kill off all the kings?"

I been thinkin' like a trapper since the pacifier

In the mix like jambalaya, when I was thirty-eight, I'd .45 ya

Mortify ya, more money I make, more stuff I'm buyin'

Troup died at the Chevron, Big Rock beside him

William died tryna help his sister from domestic violence

Stayed 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 (Power)

I think like a king, act like a king, when you was on the trampoline

I was on the triple-beam, promethazine with my pinky ring, yeah

Team blowin' up like creatine, yeah, queen swell

I'ma protect myself if you don't mean well (Fire)

And I'm like, "How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe" (How we supposed to breathe?)

"If all they do is kill off all the kings?" (They killin' all the kings, yeah)

Every other night, a different murder scene (It's another murder scene)

Every other night, a different murder scene

I got a full vision, tryna see my son grow up, and I can't shoot different (Woah)

Had a nightmare about me killin', it was too vicious (Yeah)

I feel like, "How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe

If all they do is kill off all the kings?" (Supposed to breathe, oh)

I'm a king now (Yeah)

Niggas playin' SpotEmGottem, had that .40 in my Levis (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

And on the street side (Streetside)

You wasn't out there on them corners with them shorties tryna get back (Tryna get back)

We was raised from all them different rappers, they just claimin' shit (They just claimin')

You ain't lose nobody from your block, you just be namin' shit (They just namin')

Niggas get out of they body like I won't shoot 'em, I hate this famous shit (Yeah, yeah)

And I'm from the block where your homie'll kill you, that's that dangerous shit (Yeah, yeah)

The way he dressin' up the opp block, he a stylist (He a stylist)

I hate talkin' to my dawg on a tablet (On a tablet)

Gave him my last eight hundred of a thousand (Of a thousand)

He was my mans, but he traitored, he a coward

And I'm like, "How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe" (Yeah, how we supposed to breathe?)

"If all they do is kill off all the kings?" (They killin' all the kings, yeah, yeah)

Every other night, a different murder scene (It's another murder scene)

Every other night, a different murder scene

I got a full vision, tryna see my son grow up, and I can't shoot different

Had a nightmare about me killin', it was too vicious

I feel like, "How the hell a nigga supposed to breathe

If all they do is kill off all the kings?"