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letra de king - lowdy williams

[intro]
entire world bow down get on your knees
entire world bow down get on your knees
entire world bow down get on your knees
bow down, bow down
entire world bow down get on your knees
like who the f-ck want it more?

[chorus]
entire world bow down get on your knees
look down on artists whose getting no streams
pressing your chest ’til you can’t catch your breath
feel endangered like calling the police
i’m making move and only taking threes
i do master the game, at the top of the key
no minimum wage, i’m collecting the checks
got me so many queens, i’m the king in the chess!
i see you making moves
abusing the art if your money is right
you down to slide, i’m swiping you left
like fifteen sec ads on an app
self made, i’ll be all set
all set
when i’ll get my name on the map
on the map
i don’t need y’all i’m all great
i got plenty b-tches i’m a tap
this whole game is on, if you miss you gone
winning millions, feelings aside it’s a business now
ain’t no love no more, got no time to waste at all
f-ck what’s right or wrong
everything good you’re an idol now!
[verse 1]
like who want it more?
my ass so fat it can’t fit on this sh-t
y’all playing musical chair while i sit on the throne
y’all been playing to small, i be banging this b-tch
sicker than 2020, blow them twenty-seven candles on a daily
i can’t wait to be dead!
sh-t ask mac and johnny
best earnings come in on the day of your death
what’s i.r.l?
i been on line like cobain sniffing cocaine
you get a.o. led, in a year you go o.l.d
top to bottom in a six week span
if you don’t drop sh-t
y’all don’t have room in the catalog
i be the game, the player, the prize, the log
the master, the code, the end of the story, the f-cking plot

many shows and many friends, see those billboards?
i think my hype is too big to be fitting these frames
too many spot lights man i get a free tan
fantano rating my sh-t ten outta ten
haters gonna drop statements, like i ain’t technical
like i ain’t good enough, not bold enough
not hood enough, like i don’t fit their mold
please tell me why i should lay off the bottle
god is hiding in the spirits you gulp
what’s a collective prayer in a world
whose ruled by selfish individuals?
and they blame me for self focusing
on a daily in the booth for this
they either love it or they hating it
bipolarity back on popular demand

- lowdy williams

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