Kid Ink - More Than A King lyrics

[Intro:] An honest man often grows cruel When converted into an absolute prince Born from power, a bitter from fear The madness, the treachery The strong mixture of troubles It is a man's own mind Not his enemy a fool that lures him to evil ways More than a man, more than a king More like God! [Bridge:] I feel like like More than a king, more than a king, more like God It's more than a city, more than a village where we are Feels so good to you man Everything's so super fly [Verse 1:] Uh, I don't need no cake Coming in high just to beat yo grace Wait, everybody sound so reckless King me, these n***as playin checkers Me? A n***a stay chest to chest Let somebody else check the check In my city protect yo neck It's more than a method man and you get up The man of the hour, sold-out shows for someone out Ridin round with this gold hangin on my chest like al Whole team winnin, OG hit a homerun, we chillin We don't talk much til you free, seen n***as It's showtime, check yo feet feet n***a I'm seeing ADHD, seeing everything clear through my red eyes Runnin these streets past, will get it right when you see a n***a zoom by Zoom out, you're standing way too close Groupie boy worse than a new hoe Cold heart growin, need a new coat Too high, tryna find my new low [Interlude:] To me a moving nature Crosses the line into the relation to other men A burn appetite and desire Becomes lust and pa**ion The dominion that lands to hell over nature He also seeks to have his brothers So closely remind of his own proper beginning And crossing on gods Only God is to have dominion over all [Verse 2:] Uh, so I just sit back and laugh at em Blowin kush and success my bad habit Sacrifices of mine, take a stab at em Feelin ain't no man like me since Adams Ask leaders, actors it's half Aston I'm a active, addict but I action Racks in, racks out, girl keep flashin Fact is, little life that you n***as fashion Hard to ball when ain't one to pa** it In the past but I was way too pa**ionate Way too much drive, almost crashin To the casket, f** that to the ashes Uh, 31 n***a, off so much style, know you heard my n***a Uh, what's the word my n***a Been drunk since November my n***a uh Yea, tell a b**h kick the feet out Anything she left, left me like regal Lit em on fire, take take em all down Pull out the shots and take it like pow Faded off my own strand Better pull to the side, this is my own lane Speedin over n***a, hittin corners in a maze I can see where we going, hope the signs gon change More than a king, more than a king, more like God More than a king, more than a king, more like God More than a king, more than a king... more like God