Tabi Bonney - Like a King (feat. Wale & Kokayi) lyrics

Hello, is that you bangin' at my door? Askin', can Tab, your boy, Bonney, come out to play? Okay, I guess we'll conquer the world today Danke, please tell 'em that I'm on my way Or maybe we could just go and chase after girls After all I'm in no rush to save the world People don't even appreciate us anyways So the world can wait on us 'til another day Ah, I wish I could just blow it off It ain't that easy especially when you a know-it-all It's just that easy for me to go and blow it all And I already know they prayin' for my downfall Can't help you, baby, if you don't know 'bout finer things And how to live just like a king 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha, man 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha Can't help you, baby, if you don't know 'bout finer things And how to live just like a king 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha And I, and I, and I, and I usually don't be showin' off Showboatin' on these bamas as I'm sellin' off Goal postin' on these youngins, yes, I do indulge And occasionally I put my hands upon my balls And, yes, I know, babe, I promised you that I would call We pinky-sweared but my fiancée beat you there I told her that she listenin' to too much Beyoncé Put a ring on that microphone fiend on it Just make sure you don't toss Billy Jean on it And they, and they told me that the haters always come with it I said, cool, babe, tell them Gumps, come, get it I'm prepared, I eat vultures medium rare And my mom said, Tab, you ain't fair Can't help you, baby, if you don't know 'bout finer things And how to live just like a king 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha, man 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha Can't help you, baby, if you don't know 'bout finer things And how to live just like a king 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha Workin' like a peasant 'til I'm livin' like a king I tell her, let me in the bed but you can't see me in the streets Clever as a feather avoiding the wind While you just livin' like it's not that important to win Condescending is my tone, rent a Bentley so I roam Just like I'm ballin' though I don't I'm tryin' to live just like His Highness, sippin' on a Heiny Ain't f**in' with me lyrically go find you some vagina A genius, a G in this Although I'm never, ever praised on achievements They hate to see me winnin', they been tryin' to close my window But they fear me like king, I just made play for Sacramento You couldn't be this fresh if you done ate a sack of Mentos Wale been on his ten toes, roger that, ten-four Can't help you, baby, if you don't know 'bout finer things And how to live just like a king 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha, man 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha Can't help you, baby, if you don't know 'bout finer things And how to live just like a king 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha 'Cause you don't really know, hey, but we gotcha