Queen

Never run race for the girls man I run for the queen
Now they wanna speak on Sainte what I do for the scene
I mean i
I in my name but i rep my team

Talk on my name get clean up bait man speak up
I was out with my Gs way down south for the re-up
Nobody seen us
I done paid LV yeah

This ain’t no crisis
Swerving the Benz with no license
She say my loving is priceless
Rough but the pressure make diamonds
Fly her to Cyprus
Labels outside tryna buy us
My touch on the riddim is Midas yeah

Now she wanna get her freak on
We don’t talk bout rivals
So many tings that man can’t speak on
Man I passed mans idols
Billie Jean bop man I slide on the speaker

Neighbourhood star amma light up the block
Too many man wanna be like us YS for the minister
shine for my squad
LC boy Amma star in the 4 so I’ll ride for my block
Brudda pass me the rock

Amma shine for my side
Amma crip I don’t bleed let me show you my sign
When I rise for my side
Minimum talk on the roads on my own Amma blast for my guys

I cannot speak on the things that I hear
That I see
All the screams
On the road
It’s that normal code
For my bros
I don’t know what I’d do on my own
But I know I’d Bend never fold