Royce Da 5'9" - I Got The Keys (Freestyle) lyrics

Yeah, I’m starting to have fun now, so you know I got the keys, keys, keys I got the keys, keys, keys Y’all are the kings, kings, kings I roll up to squeeze Y’all are the kings, kings, kings Well, I’m about to see, I’m about to see I talk scrilla like a art dealer I’m large money that’s been augmented for the small printer h*mocide business got me side flipping like I’m cartwheeling I’m Godzilla wearing Margiela in the mall inside of the Guitar Center Got the boss mental Got me off a little barking at the dog kennel Keys open doors, I said keys open doors, squeeze open fours Leave your boys leaking, leave your overlord lookin’ like some old weave on the floor Please don’t ignore me, I’m going to war Blowing weed in a foreign toy My shooters k**ing anything I’m pointing towards Anything I’m pointing towards I would swing this mic when I’m rhyming, thought I better bring it I’m what you’d get if Fetty Wap were to rob a marksman With Robert Markman, a dead eye Genius A Jedi demon, he sip promethazine, I bet I lean him I made a million, I ain’t sell out, I just got the hell out Neiman’s n***a, my chips up, ask me am I in my P-R, I, I stop you just so I could spell out Pringles I’m in the strip club, I shell out singles I’m the flowing boss sweaping semis, pick one Head or tails, either way, you are about to let Hakeem in I came in here to grow the crime rate Bodies on top of bodies on me I got skeletons in my closet that could do the “Famous” video with Kanye My status loony, n***a, I love my chrome I Mac and Uzi more than Donald Glover love that song “Bad and Boujee” “Bad and Boujee”, I’m a black addict mooly With an attitude in a padded room full of savage ghoulies Eratic goonies I don’t battle, I look at battle dudes like “Battle? Who, me?” f** you n***as, I’m steady waiting, I fed him bake You know that devil’s food, them Betty Cakes And I got something for them crooked cops too, let him pray Turn his wedding day Freddie Gray Let that machete behead him, set him straight Let it devastate, let his soul levitate, let the levies break I’m murderous, I got Reaganomics in my verbiage I’m a wavy rhymer, a Mercedes rider I’m a 89’er Cartier with diamonds At the furrier, Saint Laurent sipping Merlot You would never catch me boxing with the burner Hundred in your mouth like Ted DiBiase did to Virgil Rolling over these hurdles playing C Murder then I’m playing G Herbo Gang of cash on me, keep the thumper with me since I became a sinner Black youngster, I don’t know if I’mma tip the waitress tonight Or make it rain for dinner I don’t know if I’mma sign a deal or stay independent, it’s not just a simple thing Aston Martin topless while I’m weighing my options on the triple beams Learning that life ain’t about the expensive sh**, it’s about the simple things Like a s**y side b**h with zipper lip, clit nipple rings You can not stop what is already going African b**h got her face on my lap The blacker she is, the badder she is I was called tarbaby growing and I’m feeling up to par Whenever I see the police I address them as top of the morning ’cause I feel above the law Riding, do I look like I am supplying the d**? f** raw I am the plug, f** raw You n***as is about as much action as a bu*toned-up bra I’m taking everybody instrumental, going Ted Bundy on it Out here cooking so much the original sound like it’s Peg Bundy on it I’m Christmas gifting, y’all wrapping sh** I fit the description of accidents in the axel of the bent I have an immaculate acumen You a splitting image of accidental flatulence All it takes to be a gang banger on wax these days Is the engineer that come in and patch you in Yes, sir, I’m too charming to stress ya I’m cool, calm, and collective I’m electric, you Carmen Elektra If I catch ya you gone on the stretcher Now question How much protection does a vest and armor get ya? Especially when you armed with weapons stepping in the wrong direction of armageddon Uh, keys, keys, y’all got the keys, keys Ride up and squeeze, squeeze Y’all are the kings, kings, heh, well, I’m about to see