Mr. Porter - King Dave lyrics

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Mr. Porter - King Dave lyrics

[Intro] On the drums, Chris Dave Yeah [Hook] Wake me when it's over I just wanna get my piece up on a heel Motherf**ers wanna take me for a joker I'm way too high for a boat deal I'm too strong for that sh** I'm too grown for that sh** I'm too smart for that sh** I'm too real, yeah, uh [Verse 1] I don't wanna lay up, sleeping is for later Life is what you make it, so let's make the papers It was but a dream that I was [?] Said you gotta see these from the point of view of elevation Niece's dedication, I didn't get to make it But on the freeway racing, I had a revelation Everything you are is a reflection of the greatest So you can never be late, there's no mistake in this creation [Verse 2] Uh, you haters can't stand it I'll sniff a pile of sugar off the crack of a fanny I'll jump up off the roof and parachute in my jammies Overlooking the city in the midst of a famine Like where we gon' land this? Ass on a canvas, frontin' up with cash and Hand over head with a belly full of scraps [?], soul like a blackbird, back like a mattress Get back you ba*tards [Hook] Wake me when it's over I just wanna get my piece up on a heel Motherf**ers wanna take me for a joker I'm way too high for a boat deal I'm too strong for that sh** I'm too grown for that sh** I'm too smart for that sh** I'm too real, yeah, uh [Verse 3] Grew in southern Baptist Playing on the trap kit Watching all the pastors, deacons and the grannies Collecting them offerings, pulling off in them Caddies I fell in love with a singer, a sensitive Cancer She told me, "You should sing my n***a, f** all that rap sh**" I headed to L.A. and started honing my craft, then Chaffi told me about them boys that drew up the atlas My n***a, D, he introduced me to Robert Glasper That n***a on the drums is somewhere living on NASA I dropped out of cla**, then Two weeks pa**ed then I needed extra cash, so I'm back on the crash course Playing for them camcorders, sitting on a big stage n***a since sixth grade, really, ain't sh** changed You gon' have to k** me I'm here till you feel me Ain't sh** changed [?] n***as can't k** me I'm here till you feel me

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