Pirate King

There ain't no one ahead of me On the seven seas I'm the king They gon' talk about legacies I'm like c'est la vie On the wind You don't want to be enemies I got men with me I got wings You gon' step on my ship You gon' You gon' mess with the king High Caesar You get schooled by a supply teacher They want fame but won't try either They be fake woke like they light sleepers Bunch of linе readers Dropping laugh emojis likе they hyenas They a mite eager Man you're not well She a bombshell But got red flags Like it's Minesweeper That's what I build next Bank off my skill set They don't want peace They be Shanked now the Film Red Used to be fans Now they rap but I'm still best Act like a king How there's queens on my bill's head Ink on the page They gon' see what the quill said Man of his age But no sons when his will's read Fuck with his brain Till he ain't got no pills left They stay the same Check their page and it's still dead Penned this phrase on a first class train Straight upgrade when they heard my name They gon' hate, say my verse ain't great But a king don't rate what a servant say Don't wanna mix Get outta the bus lane Gave them a lift The way that they upstaged I'm giving gifts Way more than your cut makes I got Conan flow An open and shut case Its like ha ha ha There ain't no one ahead of me On the seven seas I'm the king They gon' talk about legacies I'm like c'est la vie On the wind You don't want to be enemies I got men with me I got wings You gon' step on my ship You gon' You gon' mess with the king There ain't no one ahead of me On the seven seas I'm the king They gon' talk about legacies I'm like c'est la vie On the wind You don't want to be enemies I got men with me I got wings You gon' step on my ship You gon' You gon' mess with the king Pocket sized When they CDawgs Then they horrified I got green dots Like it's Spotify They gon' see shots When my Hololive If you cross the line then best be advised I be dotting eyes Like I'm Demondice They gon' copyright every beat I write Cuz they looping mine Like it's wheel of time These people whine Can't even find a desk job Seen them try The dream will die like XCOM Stephen Fry When featured I'm the best one Even I am keen To write the next one They be sinking low They hitting bedrock Mass produce their flows Their rhymes are sweatshop Way I have to blow The lyrics Chekov How I click with icons like a desktop They don't know my name So they be asking what my handle means I be getting booked and making paper Call that Daniel Greene Analyze your lyrics Like I'm used to reading fantasy I rain on their parade The way they spit pathetic fallacies There ain't no one ahead of me On the seven seas I'm the king They gon' talk about legacies I'm like c'est la vie On the wind You don't want to be enemies I got men with me I got wings You gon' step on my ship You gon' You gon' mess with the king There ain't no one ahead of me On the seven seas I'm the king They gon' talk about legacies I'm like c'est la vie On the wind You don't want to be enemies I got men with me I got wings You gon' step on my ship You gon' You gon' mess with the king