Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist
They know
Time on my hands and ice on my wrist
I know
Taking me out top of your list
Lay low
Cuz
You come at the king, you better not miss
Hate been coming at me left and right
Keep it moving side to side
Spend more time in the stu than home
I know yall stuck at a nine to five
Taking shots and throwing stones
Small glass homes they stuck inside
Live my life, yall comatose
Ain't no heart or vital signs
We all just want a piece of the pie
My team's got dreams and we keep it alive
We chase gold stars - been seeking the prize
I wave at haters and leave em behind
Like Bye Felicia
Leaving em blind and they seething inside
Take more shots and they push my buttons
Till I Make my concert the scene of a crime
Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist
They know
Time on my hands and ice on my wrist
I know
Taking me out top of your list
Lay low
Cuz
You come at the king, you better not miss
It's funny they mad when I tell them
They tracks really couldn't fill seats at they shows
I try to keep quiet when hating but
Karma come back when I reach a plateau
I get it fo sho
You reap what you sow
These rappers be having the weakest of flows
They dropping the hooks like the weakest of blows
And Ima be here till I'm weak in the bones
Been feeling like julius ceasar
It's funny what homies would do to a leader right?
They loving to act like they need Advice
But don't show them yo back or you'll meet a knife
Don't bring that to a gun fight
Quick draw steel meet smoke at sunlight
What I say?
Best not miss if you tryna get sonned, right
Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist
They know
Time on my hands and ice on my wrist
I know
Taking me out top of your list
Lay low
Cuz
You come at the king, you better not miss
You come at the king, you better not miss
You come at the king, you better not miss
Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist
Feelin like'
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Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist
They know
Time on my hands and ice on my wrist
I know
Taking me out top of your list
Lay low
Cuz
You come at the king, you better not miss
Hate been coming at me left and right
Keep it moving side to side
Spend more time in the stu than home
I know yall stuck at a nine to five
Taking shots and throwing stones
Small glass homes they stuck inside
Live my life, yall comatose
Ain't no heart or vital signs
We all just want a piece of the pie
My team's got dreams and we keep it alive
We chase gold stars - been seeking the prize
I wave at haters and leave em behind
Like Bye Felicia
Leaving em blind and they seething inside
Take more shots and they push my buttons
Till I Make my concert the scene of a crime
Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist
They know
Time on my hands and ice on my wrist
I know
Taking me out top of your list
Lay low
Cuz
You come at the king, you better not miss
It's funny they mad when I tell them
They tracks really couldn't fill seats at they shows
I try to keep quiet when hating but
Karma come back when I reach a plateau
I get it fo sho
You reap what you sow
These rappers be having the weakest of flows
They dropping the hooks like the weakest of blows
And Ima be here till I'm weak in the bones
Been feeling like julius ceasar
It's funny what homies would do to a leader right?
They loving to act like they need Advice
But don't show them yo back or you'll meet a knife
Don't bring that to a gun fight
Quick draw steel meet smoke at sunlight
What I say?
Best not miss if you tryna get sonned, right
Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist
They know
Time on my hands and ice on my wrist
I know
Taking me out top of your list
Lay low
Cuz
You come at the king, you better not miss
You come at the king, you better not miss
You come at the king, you better not miss
Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist
Feelin like'
They know
Time on my hands and ice on my wrist
I know
Taking me out top of your list
Lay low
Cuz
You come at the king, you better not miss
Hate been coming at me left and right
Keep it moving side to side
Spend more time in the stu than home
I know yall stuck at a nine to five
Taking shots and throwing stones
Small glass homes they stuck inside
Live my life, yall comatose
Ain't no heart or vital signs
We all just want a piece of the pie
My team's got dreams and we keep it alive
We chase gold stars - been seeking the prize
I wave at haters and leave em behind
Like Bye Felicia
Leaving em blind and they seething inside
Take more shots and they push my buttons
Till I Make my concert the scene of a crime
Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist
They know
Time on my hands and ice on my wrist
I know
Taking me out top of your list
Lay low
Cuz
You come at the king, you better not miss
It's funny they mad when I tell them
They tracks really couldn't fill seats at they shows
I try to keep quiet when hating but
Karma come back when I reach a plateau
I get it fo sho
You reap what you sow
These rappers be having the weakest of flows
They dropping the hooks like the weakest of blows
And Ima be here till I'm weak in the bones
Been feeling like julius ceasar
It's funny what homies would do to a leader right?
They loving to act like they need Advice
But don't show them yo back or you'll meet a knife
Don't bring that to a gun fight
Quick draw steel meet smoke at sunlight
What I say?
Best not miss if you tryna get sonned, right
Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist
They know
Time on my hands and ice on my wrist
I know
Taking me out top of your list
Lay low
Cuz
You come at the king, you better not miss
You come at the king, you better not miss
You come at the king, you better not miss
Feeling like Arthur I'm balling my fist
Feelin like'
Writer: Shawn Nova
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid