King of the Streets is an explicit and gritty track that showcases Drake's powerful storytelling abilities. The song delves into the dark and ruthless world of drug dealing, depicting the highs and lows of living life on the edge. With witty wordplay and unwavering confidence, Drake captivates listeners while shedding light on the harsh realities faced by those entrenched in the street life.
Intro:
Yeah, you know what it is
Champagne Papi
But no bubbly tonight, just that real talk
Verse 1:
I let them know, kingpin in my bones, ain't no fake shit
Flippin' kilos like it's nothin', that's the way shit
Got the streets on lock, no key, you can't escape this
Fuck the law, fuck the feds, boy, they can't break this
Hustlin' in the trap, my life a movie scene
Runnin' from the cops, blaring sirens in my dreams
Piled stacks, dirty racks, wash 'em clean
Cookin' in the kitchen, oven hotter than it seems
Rat-tat-tat, that's the sound of the heater spittin'
Shots echo, deja vu, no quittin'
Head high, middle finger to ambition
Got my crew, got my hustle, fuck permission
You ain't built for this, get out, no intermissions
Addicted to the life, no remission
Chorus:
I'm the king of the streets, no crown needed
Got my empire from the ground, succeeded
Hustlers envy, bitches fiendin'
It's a cutthroat world, no reason needed
Verse 2:
Cops raid, but my stash spots cleaner
Move smarter, plan tighter, demeanor meaner
Fuck a snitch, toss his ass in the river
Loyalty's expensive, but I'm the top bidder
Cash rules everything, ain't that the truth?
Rolex on the wrist, drug money proof
Dealin' in the night, disappear like a sleuth
Street king status, never need a boost
Swervin' in a Lambo, pedal to metal
While you haters stuck in park, I'm on another level
Got shooters on command, rebels with metal
Every move calculated, I'm the devil's vessel
Don't cross paths, boy, you won't recover
Mind sharp, ice cold, I'm a street lover
Mean mug, bad attitude, undercover
But make no mistake, I'm your worst brother
Chorus:
I'm the king of the streets, no crown needed
Got my empire from the ground, succeeded
Hustlers envy, bitches fiendin'
It's a cutthroat world, no reason needed
Outro:
Yeah, and that's how it go
Rules of the game, gotta stay in control
All eyes watchin', but I stay low
King of the streets, better act like you know
King of the streets, better act like you know
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20 line verses, adult theme , explicit , swearing badass , witthy about selling drugs
Drake