Streetz Dung - King Is Back Lyrics

This is for my comrades dead or alive
Real men talking even shoe get him size
Jungle out here soldier welcome to the life
Been a minute in this streets old soldier never die
Life of a hustler, straight from the streets bwoi
Out for the customer, am trynna get paid bwoi
One man parole see me heading for the top bwoi
Say what you want am just trynna get the meat bwoi
Gotta get the bread  got alot of mouth to feed bwoi
People look to me I just wanna see them eat bwoi
Here for the win for my team I take the heat bwoi
Talking to the Don ask around man ah rude bwoi
I don't want fame but I want the fortune
Your hands off my business hommie stop reaching
Mama told me I have been chosen
I am coming in hot this is my season
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
I am in my best year, this ain't the best yet
Sit tight for the ride till we get there
Little fella buying chains we invest here
Big money spending when we buy shares
I no dey take play, God no dey waste clay
Check the boy like he was made on a Sunday
Warming up for the skies on the runway
The legend heading home Kunta Kinte
We ain't there yet, we making progress
Return of the giant it's the conquest
Omo I see things, wey for wound me
But as God be, Him protect me
I no fit do am on my own na Him dey help me
I for don loss for this street na Him dey guide me
Papa hide me, make dem no find me
E don tey wey many men want to kpai me
Yekpa!
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him

This is for my comrades dead or alive
Real men talking even shoe get him size
Jungle out here soldier welcome to the life
Been a minute in this streets old soldier never die
Life of a hustler, straight from the streets bwoi
Out for the customer, am trynna get paid bwoi
One man parole see me heading for the top bwoi
Say what you want am just trynna get the meat bwoi
Gotta get the bread  got alot of mouth to feed bwoi
People look to me I just wanna see them eat bwoi
Here for the win for my team I take the heat bwoi
Talking to the Don ask around man ah rude bwoi
I don't want fame but I want the fortune
Your hands off my business hommie stop reaching
Mama told me I have been chosen
I am coming in hot this is my season
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
I am in my best year, this ain't the best yet
Sit tight for the ride till we get there
Little fella buying chains we invest here
Big money spending when we buy shares
I no dey take play, God no dey waste clay
Check the boy like he was made on a Sunday
Warming up for the skies on the runway
The legend heading home Kunta Kinte
We ain't there yet, we making progress
Return of the giant it's the conquest
Omo I see things, wey for wound me
But as God be, Him protect me
I no fit do am on my own na Him dey help me
I for don loss for this street na Him dey guide me
Papa hide me, make dem no find me
E don tey wey many men want to kpai me
Yekpa!
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him
Crown him, Crown him, Crown him, Crown him