Rebels Kick It by KING.KID Lyrics
Lemme take a minute, to tell you why I’m with it
When your water get cut off cause you were short a couple pennies
When your job be tripping on you, talking bout the days you missing
You be tryna pinch some pennies, you ain’t thinking bout no pension
This is typically where niggas say “no food was in the kitchen”
My niggas in the living room, for hours I was spitting
It’s ours, I'ma get it, by any means necessary
Birthday was months ago, your gifts come after February
Mama stressed but never worried, hustle hard and get some courage
Ain’t no coward, Lee use gone his power, and accept the verdict
Side bitch quiet, never heard her, love my main, would never hurt her
My main bitch gone keep me sturdy, my side bitch would hold a birdie
Eagles flying out the car, sent it back round the block they parked
Hopping out and creeping low in case a nigga let it off
Hit his tee like Set It Off, offset his Cartier’s and all
Blood leak like Carter 3, you niggas soft as cotton sheets
Gotta let it out, no Meek, I need mills, she’ll take the meat
Track be taking off when it meet me, I’m hungry as can be
Take what’s yours, I learned that’s key, turn the dough into a feast
Struggle turned me to a beast, all my raps are hot as fleece
In summertime 100 degrees, the a/c broke, it’s blowing heat
In the 9 is my relief, pitch a mound of green to speak
I had your crush feenin', peep
Fuck em all, I know they sleep, I left to get myself right
Nigga came from fake Nike's, now I got my checks right
Now I’m bored, next flight, new flow, car pit look like we flew from Pluto
Chicken soup flow, sick, whip the chicken in two do
That’s a coupe tho, fur coat warming my new hoe
Got her guarding all my green if pests decide to shoot bro
Gotta stay dangerous, this marathon for Nip so
Get yo loot bro, invest in self and expand
Tell them niggas tryna be better, just quit while I’m ahead
Lemme take a minute, to tell you why I’m with it
When your water get cut off cause you were short a couple pennies
When your job be tripping on you, talking bout the days you missing
You be tryna pinch some pennies, you ain’t thinking bout no pension
This is typically where niggas say “no food was in the kitchen”
My niggas in the living room, for hours I was spitting
It’s ours, I'ma get it, by any means necessary
Birthday was months ago, your gifts come after February
Replace you with your money buried, take yo life and the insurance
Money hungry hoe that you were dating, she gave me the jewelry
All my niggas bound to flourish, quit ain’t something that we practice
We be stuck on paper, digits we make write the longest chapter
The long awaited bastard
Will father every rap nigga, ain’t no getting past it
And my girl gone let me bust on her like wasted drafting
She never met a L like me, I got her stuck like magnets
Just spell it out, just take the time to peep how I be rapping
That boy be snapping, like it’s jazz or poetry in action
Who gone relax when I put pressure on the game for real?
Tell me who’s facts, tell me the niggas that’s gone bang for real
No heart attacks, when the beat stop, it ain’t the same for real
The music I make, make it all alright for that pain to heal
Some niggas trained to kill
Some niggas changed for real
Some niggas in they feels
But we ain’t worried bout these pussies cause they lame for real
When your water get cut off cause you were short a couple pennies
When your job be tripping on you, talking bout the days you missing
You be tryna pinch some pennies, you ain’t thinking bout no pension
This is typically where niggas say “no food was in the kitchen”
My niggas in the living room, for hours I was spitting
It’s ours, I'ma get it, by any means necessary
Birthday was months ago, your gifts come after February
Mama stressed but never worried, hustle hard and get some courage
Ain’t no coward, Lee use gone his power, and accept the verdict
Side bitch quiet, never heard her, love my main, would never hurt her
My main bitch gone keep me sturdy, my side bitch would hold a birdie
Eagles flying out the car, sent it back round the block they parked
Hopping out and creeping low in case a nigga let it off
Hit his tee like Set It Off, offset his Cartier’s and all
Blood leak like Carter 3, you niggas soft as cotton sheets
Gotta let it out, no Meek, I need mills, she’ll take the meat
Track be taking off when it meet me, I’m hungry as can be
Take what’s yours, I learned that’s key, turn the dough into a feast
Struggle turned me to a beast, all my raps are hot as fleece
In summertime 100 degrees, the a/c broke, it’s blowing heat
In the 9 is my relief, pitch a mound of green to speak
I had your crush feenin', peep
Fuck em all, I know they sleep, I left to get myself right
Nigga came from fake Nike's, now I got my checks right
Now I’m bored, next flight, new flow, car pit look like we flew from Pluto
Chicken soup flow, sick, whip the chicken in two do
That’s a coupe tho, fur coat warming my new hoe
Got her guarding all my green if pests decide to shoot bro
Gotta stay dangerous, this marathon for Nip so
Get yo loot bro, invest in self and expand
Tell them niggas tryna be better, just quit while I’m ahead
Lemme take a minute, to tell you why I’m with it
When your water get cut off cause you were short a couple pennies
When your job be tripping on you, talking bout the days you missing
You be tryna pinch some pennies, you ain’t thinking bout no pension
This is typically where niggas say “no food was in the kitchen”
My niggas in the living room, for hours I was spitting
It’s ours, I'ma get it, by any means necessary
Birthday was months ago, your gifts come after February
Replace you with your money buried, take yo life and the insurance
Money hungry hoe that you were dating, she gave me the jewelry
All my niggas bound to flourish, quit ain’t something that we practice
We be stuck on paper, digits we make write the longest chapter
The long awaited bastard
Will father every rap nigga, ain’t no getting past it
And my girl gone let me bust on her like wasted drafting
She never met a L like me, I got her stuck like magnets
Just spell it out, just take the time to peep how I be rapping
That boy be snapping, like it’s jazz or poetry in action
Who gone relax when I put pressure on the game for real?
Tell me who’s facts, tell me the niggas that’s gone bang for real
No heart attacks, when the beat stop, it ain’t the same for real
The music I make, make it all alright for that pain to heal
Some niggas trained to kill
Some niggas changed for real
Some niggas in they feels
But we ain’t worried bout these pussies cause they lame for real