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letra de king size - a$ap rocky

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[verse 1]
recollecting for the most part
reminiscing in the meantime
creating visions on my king size
remember there was b-tches on my king size
now you a n-gga queen, n-gga queen (n-gga queen)
for the most part, most part
cause tryna be yo king, be yo king
from the jumpstart, jumpstart
loose ties when you in it part time
f-ck lies, come clean
imma come clean
i won’t shower, or try to hide how i feel inside
she was with me on the four sides
a queen before the queen size bed
now a n-gga shopping for hеr ring size
new california king size bеd
little crib couldn’t fit in my nyc apartment
air mattress, beanbag, what she slept with me on the mothaf-cking hard floor back then
jumping on the dirty mattress
all those rubbers in the black trash bins
i was working on my backflip (grim!)
we was bad as sh-t back then

[chorus]
one small room
ain’t no silver spoon
raised by my moms (king size)
used to get into it every afternoon
wolves on the corner (king size)
fist fights, guns, knifes
wrong or right, i’m putting salt in my wounds
stand up, talk right
always taught us how to never play to lose
[verse 2]
always knew you had a soft spot and a sweet spot for a young flack’ (yeah)
knew for sure it was a sure shot to your heart when you saw us courtside (yeah)
small things talking ’bout art, go for a walk in central park (yeah)
maybe jog, we the rose park, treat a bus like rosa parks
if we shop, need two different carts
pin you black like bret hart
pin you black like cam’ron
don’t bring it back, like the refund
pin you black like bret hart (size)
pin you black like cam’ron (king)
if i fall like owen hart
hope they don’t laugh like kev hart

[chorus]
one small room
ain’t no silver spoon
raised by my moms (king size)
used to get into it every afternoon
wolves on the corner (king size)
fist fights, guns, knifes
wrong or right, i’m putting salt in my wounds
stand up, talk right
always taught us how to never play to lose

[bridge]
still give a moment to you
what am i supposed to do?
mm, nothin’ changed but the tax bracket
always got a new mattress
sit down, now we back at it
look at me
[sample outro]

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