Kony Lyrics - Singles - Astro

[Verse 1] 

This goes out to the so-called king of New York 

This the home of legends, Lamar, so watch what you talk 

You coming up short thinking you the boss, you must be off it 

You don't want the war to send you running like a faucet 

Be cautious, this history is worth more than a hit, boy 

No matter how much good music you drop 

You can't knock the legacy of B.I.G.'s, J-A-Y's 

And leaving out the new gods, that ain't wise 

You ain't king, at best you a duke 

Young and poppin' 

But Jay old enough to be your pop and moving more units than you 

Talking about how you the king of this state, that's time wasted 

You kicked harder lines on the Miguel collaborations 

You was doing good up until now, Kenny 

Started false claiming, I feel the wrath of my city 

You pompous, trying to take two sides of the compass 

Astro king to put an end to all this nonsense 

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[Verse 2] 

This ain't friends, and I see you trying to run the kid home 

Better chill with that Napoleon syndrome 

Let's battle, it's nothing, you weak, I feel like you're bluffing 

You the king? Oh my bad, boy, I feel like you puffin' 

You ain't balling hard enough to mention Phil Jackson name 

I play like D'Antoni and get Lamar up out the game 

You owe them legends you dissing, but let's speak some real talk 

I can see why you was reaching for the throne in New York 

Ain't nobody repping right, they scared, all talk 

So I don't curse much, but fuck all you fake New Yorkers 

Y'all suckers like newborns kissing Kendrick's ass 

''Nobody better than him, you #trash'' 

It's good kid mad city, not my city 

Enter my city it's animosity possibly 

The end of your wind so give me your ends 

Where the game started, remember what state you in 

New York 

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