Odd Couple - What Kings Do lyrics

[Intro: Saba] Yeah, Uh Look [Verse #1: Saba] How I'm the man on campus, Ion't even go hard My mom's thinking that I made it already I'm working hard, n***a you should know that T Mac Jersey, yeah I had to throwback Ion't game 'em, I just send emojies I park Raekwon, She pay pretty toe Real n***a like my city's own Drop a hunnit you might hear them stumping 'Cuz I be with an army of n***as Feeling like I'm Chauncey Billups Leave the tent and the V on a red I just speak on a beat and they play it They don't think, just running their lips Tell 'em catch up, that's your first rhyme Call your back up, send for back up Don't you back talk 'cuz I don't back down And that's what kings do Yeah that's what kings do I spit that seafood and that's a prelude But the show sold out, go over my soul out Go before my whole soul out From the block were they go about f** the game and don't pull out Pull up in that [?] [Verse #2: Carl] I fornicate with my foreign friend I love this b**h, she never loved again Some n***a ripped her soul, she can't f** with men So I brought a friend, we f**ed again I'm crazy baby, I love the scent I love when you say "head number skin" And you always make life fun again And it s**s to lose but you s** to win And that's love It s**s to lose but you s** to win And that's love It s**s to lose but you s** to win And that's That's all I need (King) That's all I need [Pre-Hook: Carl] And all your flaws don't mean a thing And all your flaws make me a king And I'm appalled that you would think I'm not one, I don't know how You've been lately, I've been feeling awesome I know one day Everything we talked about would blossom [Hook: Carl] I know I'm a king I know I'm a king baby I know I'm a king And you know I'm a king too I know I'm a king I know I'm a king baby I know I'm a king Just tryna do what kings do I know I'm a king You know I'm a king too I know I'm a king Tryna do what kings do I know I'm a king You know I'm a king too I know I'm a king Tryna do what kings do I know I'm a [Verse #3: Taylor Bennett] Shoutout to my n***as that's ballin' I know that y'all presence has softened Presidents rap in this effort to rap But his a** could've been in college Would've been a scholar Could've been a white collar, big wallet And ballin', you callin', he got it, you want it He bought it, he's just stupid, retarded He on it, better get on target Thats a muphuckin' gift shop Some of y'all sh** hot Gotta get it or you get got n***as at show tops tryna get boxed For a shoe box, [?] school trucks with no rooftops Steal your dreams and aspirations All they see is guap but f** that sh**, I'm on top Whipping that sh** like "Mom, look what I made" I'm a motherf**ing chef like Creme brûlée n***as tryna call shots, I'm the referee You don't wanna f** with me 'cuz I'm the best emcee Let's do it [Refrain] That's all I need That's all I need [Hook]