Once you cross the Mason -Dixon line,
you're on the king's turn.
The one and only Carolina King,
Get used to it, rockin' all these nines.
Get used to it, buyin' all these clothes.
Get used to it, fuckin' all these hoes.
Get used to it, one of my gentlemen.
Tell how you get used to it
tell them how you get used to it
One of my, tell them how you get used
That's all the fuck I'm sayin'
I ain't with that fuckin' plane
And y 'all clowns with that plane
I ain't for that bullshit, dawg
That's all the fuck I'm sayin'
Shit real, I ain't bullshittin'
Ain't a motherfucker livin'
Tell ya, I ain't spendin'
What it do? What the business is?
jeezing on the hell it is
Your baby mama know I run this city
Sneak this and behind a nigga back
Then see me in the streets
and damn it have a heart attack
I'ma keep on shining, get used to it
Buying all these clothes, get used to it
Fucking all these hoes, get used to it
One of my telematers, get used to it
One of my telematers, get used to it
One of my telematers, get used to it
One of my telematers, get used to it
Y 'all ain't talkin' bout shit
Yeah, I heard your lil' album
Y 'all ain't rappin' bout shit
Know you rappin' yo' clique
When I see y 'all niggas out
Y 'all ain't lookin' like shit
Heard you got a lil' chip