Touré Masters - Kin9 Lyrics

Tired of niggas treating Roeser like the red carpet
If you ain't from or invited then keep your legs off it
Niggas really bang a hood and don't know how it started
Always Talking about a business but don't ever start it
Ive been in love ever since the day that chevy started
Then watched my dreams burn slow right after I parked it
Never been one of them
Ever since them house party shows I've been sonning them
Ever since swift called plays Ive been running them
I can see his son in him
And I know what he built for me
Confidence infinity
This is my identity
King with a 9
Because I'm from the 9
Screaming 1 9
1900 times
Baby Blue Ralph Lauren Polo ima shine
Looking like a hood DaShawn Jordan when I grind
Nike all the time Money on my mind still
Waking up hungry the struggle is my life still
Put fire in my heart... still loading my steal
6 shot shooter Still holding my shells
Its rare to find A Queen that can slow down and really understand
One the knows her value and can recognize a man
Im finna change the book to where the real people win it
To where the fakes live broke and we don't stand next to snitches
And we don't kill niggas cause we don't got hands
And hate authority because we don't got dads
And we still go to school cause the streets don't last
And we don't cheat on Queens because a hoe got ass

This one for black money wealth
Black mental health
PTSD keep straps on the shelf
Seen death to many times
A lot of us need help
A lot of us need love Mmmm
This is why I got the belt
Because I do it different
It still ain't cool to rap good but shit I'm really spitting
I put that 350 in and now I'm really dipping
Back in my du rag days when I was really dipping
Skate with Donald kick flick
Moments I he really missing

But its hurts knowing day ones did me wrong
Couldn't be 100 had me on my own
Jealousy can really look just like love
Use to be my cousin man it fucked me up

Could never hold a grudge I got my hands full
2 pistols tap dreams and school
Self taught streets smarts keep a book and tool
Gangsta and I'm handsome
Hold game for ransom
Everything I have done is history and some
The was really praying for my grand daddy grand son
This gone me my anthem
Im the best ask em
And if they lie then ima have to go and put my mask on
Riding to my last song
Strong my because my dad strong
Here even tho my dad wasn't
Mamma had her cape on
She really kept the house running
Always had a plate warm
Made a meal out of nothing
Every chance had
Evern when she couldn't eat
All them nights she couldn't sleep
Everything she did for me
Really turned me to a king