Be a King – E-Dubble – letras

Chorus:My momma told me-One day I’ma grow up big and I’ma be a kingAnd my poppa told me-It’s ok to sing when shit hurtsDon’t forget your dreamsCuz’ they’ll get you through thisSo called life, they call living but I call it strangeAnd I bet I’ll do itCuz’ I’m on my way and strong enoughthat I can shake the painVerse 1:Mr. sunshine, mr. rainstorm,Meet me in the conference room we need to brainstormNeed some middle ground, need an even keelBut you’re at war picking sides give me fever chillsI’ll take em’ both like my flu shot brokeI need the give and take to keep me out of that moatMy head above water thoughts to those lost this weekAll these tragedies stay on repeatLike we can’t shake shit, I can’t speak on itFist to the sky but I can’t beat on itDrink in my cup so I’m gon’ sip on itCam newton’s prolly pissed, he can’t stiff arm em’All these levels of these relative problemsAnd benevolence is elegance for those who can solve themI’m feeling pretty low like I »m stuck at the bottomBut I know I’ll rebound like the bulls with rodmanI am, just exactly what I will beJust a guy who can rhyme n’ chop ill beatsOne day I’ll recover from what ails meTill then I’m on that fuck– what the sales beChorus:My momma told me-One day I’ma grow up big and I’ma be a kingAnd my poppa told me-It’s ok to sing when shit hurtsDon’t forget your dreamsCuz’ they’ll get you through thisSo called life, they call living but I call it strangeAnd I bet I’ll do itCuz’ I’m on my way and strong enoughthat I can shake the painVerse 2:They talk about death, we’re tryna live lifeWhile they’re signal says left but they really going rightBut who cares they got nothing to improve uponMeanwhile we past them, fast lane, rubiconSo let the shitstorm rang inThey try to dap us up, but we just leave em’ hangingYeah- so let em’ catch up with the languageThey can talk shit but you know that we can manage– They say they tired of the metaphorsThey are only pissed that they never really ready for em’— So go ahead and get ready for em’Pop another bottle cuz’ you gonna’ need a steady arm- It’s like we’re living in the tron gameLines are all blurred cuz’ we’re sippin on the bombay- John stock verse lebron jamesNo competition when you factor in the time changeBabe ruth sucks— fuck what the books sayI could strike him out with 3 pitches in an arm slingYeah- and we can do anythingMomma said it’s true and I put that on everythingChorus:My momma told me-One day I’ma grow up big and I’ma be a kingAnd my poppa told me-It’s ok to sing when shit hurtsDon’t forget your dreamsCuz’ they’ll get you through thisSo called life, they call living but I call it strangeAnd I bet I’ll do itCuz’ I’m on my way and strong enoughthat I can shake the painVerse 3:We don’t ask for the doors to close in this lifeSo we hoping… they keep em’ openAnd if they shut those doors we’ll smash the skylightTill it’s broken… and smell the rosesNeed to take that time to find our own roadSo we focused… on what’s goldenAnd our gold don’t shine it’s not from no mineSo we’re not just living for a token