Kings by Tyler Mae Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Okay, now this is all that i know
From family love to bad blood
I'm hitting all of my goals
Now free from all of my ghosts
Tell lady luck to back it up
Now dip the shit and get low
And trust me kids you can get low
Like a stripper working that pole
No cold (beers?), just me God
I'm out here killing these roads
I'm an OG, shit (lead her?)
That's why I'm giving (her owes?)
From the back, take that
Kinda shit you can't take back
Like bitch didn't you know
That's why I'm up here stealing this song so
[Pre-Chorus]
And it's a cold world
But I ain't trying to hear that mate
So when the grubs up
Son you better clear that plate
It's like take your turn
Or you can get turned over
High commission and now
Goodbye to the day of the soldier
Oh I can see my goal
And I believe I'm home
Scrap that I don't believe I know
It's my seat I won't leave my throne
[Chorus]
They told me that I'd never be anything
I tell them (a man that thinks for nobody?)
I'm gonna be king, king, king
Born winner, and I am not one of the whingers
I'm gonna be king, king, king
[Verse 2]
Yeah, so I'm a king in my own right
Hears something at the back like oh right?
I refuse to dumb down for you
You young die confused you know why?
But since I've been living my own life
I ain't just beginning
I've been living my whole life (standing)
Took a few years to know why (granted)
Took a few tears for your cry (and it goes)
Joy, pain, love, hate, toys, games, guns, wait
Tryin' to squeeze out from under your fate
Hard to reach out when I can relate
Hard to breathe now, many men don't
Ain't hard to see how
I can see it now
Kick low, you deny them the rebound
Bounce back, open his mind and leave town
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah it's a cold world
But I ain't trying to hear that mate
So when the grubs up
Son you better clear that plate
It's like take your turn
Or you can get turned over
High commission and now
Goodbye to the day of the soldier
Oh I can see my goal
And I believe I'm home
Scrap that I don't believe I know
It's my seat I won't leave my throne
[Chorus]
They told me that I'd never be anything
I tell them (a man that thinks for nobody?)
I'm gonna be king, king, king
Born winner, and I am not one of the whingers
I'm gonna be king, king, king
Okay, now this is all that i know
From family love to bad blood
I'm hitting all of my goals
Now free from all of my ghosts
Tell lady luck to back it up
Now dip the shit and get low
And trust me kids you can get low
Like a stripper working that pole
No cold (beers?), just me God
I'm out here killing these roads
I'm an OG, shit (lead her?)
That's why I'm giving (her owes?)
From the back, take that
Kinda shit you can't take back
Like bitch didn't you know
That's why I'm up here stealing this song so
[Pre-Chorus]
And it's a cold world
But I ain't trying to hear that mate
So when the grubs up
Son you better clear that plate
It's like take your turn
Or you can get turned over
High commission and now
Goodbye to the day of the soldier
Oh I can see my goal
And I believe I'm home
Scrap that I don't believe I know
It's my seat I won't leave my throne
[Chorus]
They told me that I'd never be anything
I tell them (a man that thinks for nobody?)
I'm gonna be king, king, king
Born winner, and I am not one of the whingers
I'm gonna be king, king, king
[Verse 2]
Yeah, so I'm a king in my own right
Hears something at the back like oh right?
I refuse to dumb down for you
You young die confused you know why?
But since I've been living my own life
I ain't just beginning
I've been living my whole life (standing)
Took a few years to know why (granted)
Took a few tears for your cry (and it goes)
Joy, pain, love, hate, toys, games, guns, wait
Tryin' to squeeze out from under your fate
Hard to reach out when I can relate
Hard to breathe now, many men don't
Ain't hard to see how
I can see it now
Kick low, you deny them the rebound
Bounce back, open his mind and leave town
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah it's a cold world
But I ain't trying to hear that mate
So when the grubs up
Son you better clear that plate
It's like take your turn
Or you can get turned over
High commission and now
Goodbye to the day of the soldier
Oh I can see my goal
And I believe I'm home
Scrap that I don't believe I know
It's my seat I won't leave my throne
[Chorus]
They told me that I'd never be anything
I tell them (a man that thinks for nobody?)
I'm gonna be king, king, king
Born winner, and I am not one of the whingers
I'm gonna be king, king, king