Saint Judah - kingpin judah Lyrics

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Here go a story
I was just a shorty
Tryna find my way to glory
Had to teach myself the game
I ain't ever had no OG
Turned myself into a don
I ain't ever been a worker homie
And my clique would murder for me
Send ya ass to purgatory
12 ask me bout it
I say "I ain't ever heard of homie"
Packs come in, I break em down
Have my shorty serve it for me
Tried to run up on her
They ain't know she tote the burner for me

And i wish a nigga would say I don't trap no more
Got zips in the fridge, got packs by the door
Got ya baby mama rent sittin' on the living room floor
Niggas just copped a pack, and he back for some more

And they singing

Kingpin Judah, Kingpin Judah
Kingpin Judah, Kingpin Uhhh

Bitch i'm the plug, what you need, place ya order
Get it cheaper cross the border
Play with keys like i'm Sora
Started off, couple g's, now the p's come from Florida
Bout my motherf*cking money, bitch I need every quarter
No sleep, I can't even see my dreams til it's over
Lowkey widdit, I went from the streets to the posters

And I wish a nigga would say I don't trap no more
Got zips in the fridge, got packs by the door
Got ya baby mama rent sittin' on the living room floor
Niggas just copped a pack, and he back for some more

And they singing

Kingpin Judah, Kingpin Judah
Kingpin Judah, Kingpin Judah
Kingpin Judah, Kingpin Judah
Kingpin Judah, Kingpin Judah
Kingpin Judah, Kingpin Judah (Trap no more)
Kingpin Judah, Kingpin Judah (Packs by the door)
Kingpin Judah, Kingpin Judah (Sittin' on the living room floor)
Kingpin Judah, Kingpin Judah (And he back for some more)