Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Myles King
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
This is a tale of a **** that ain't scared to die
This is a tale of a **** that ain't scared to die(tale)
I know it's been plenty nights I made my mama cry(whole lot)
I know it's been plenty nights I had to tote that fye(uh huh)
I come from Mississippi different struggle different life(Mississippi)
I come from Mississippi ain't nobody fuckin' wit me(nobody)
And I will never stop I hustle til I touch a milli(hustle)
She know I'm havin' it so I can't blame her fuckin' wit me(have)
I lost my father failed stage five kidneys(five)
And he was struggling he couldn't breathe neither
I watched it all and I couldn't breathe either(watched it all)
I'm conceited and I'm healin' a achiever
I'm a king I'm a bad bitch pleaser(King)
I'm a wiz so you know I got the reefa(Wiz)
I'm ahead and you **** cannot keep up beat us(no)
I'm chillin' **** I can kick my feet up(oh)
I lost my relationship with God I got to pray to Jesus
Hold on
You spazzin' out
Mama always told me son you got to stop that potty mouth(shit)
**** they be hatin' I keep winnin' whatchu talkin' bout(hell yeah)
If we ever fell off then we ain't shit to talk about(hell naw)
Til infinity
I started picking up bad habits what the hell got into me(I don't know)
Got a bitch she fifty wit a tesla into dentistry
I'm getting older it's bout time for me to have a mini me
Ever since I lost my pops I'm searchin' for identity(who am I)
My mama tried to get me in the church into the ministry
The money see it vividly
I'm tryna fix it with my girl we workin' on our chemistry(uh)
Elevate my label independent fuck the industry
I'm cruisin' in a flyin' spur but I'm a cop a Bentley b
**** they ain't havin' shit they watching me they envy me(lil bitch)
Travel cross the world my future bright just like a Christmas tree(hell yeah)
Can't nobody fuck with me cuz I'm the son of Harvey King
This is a tale of a **** that ain't scared to die(tale)
I know it's been plenty nights I made my mama cry(whole lot)
I know it's been plenty nights I had to tote that fye(plenty)
I come from Mississippi different struggle different life(Mississippi)
I come from Mississippi ain't nobody fuckin' wit me(nobody)
And I will never stop I hustle til I touch a milli(never stop)
She know I'm havin' it so I can't blame her fuckin' wit me(have)
I lost my father failed stage five kidneys(five)
And he was struggling he couldn't breathe neither(five)
I watched it all and I couldn't breathe either(stage five)
I'm conceited and I'm healin' a achiever
I'm a king I'm a bad bitch pleaser(please the hoe)
I'm a wiz so you know I got the reefa(wiz)
I'm ahead and you **** cannot keep up beat us
I'm chillin' **** I can kick my feet up(big chill)
I lost my relationship with God I got to pray to Jesus
Got to pray
Written by: Myles King