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Yeahh... Jets Fool, Pilot Talk Nigga, Everybody around this bitch got money, We ain't never gon run outta weed, yeah, look up [VERSE 1] Holla a mountain out Build a villa in it, pimp that's what I'm talkin bout Uh, Closed minded lil children, I write my way to a million, lookin out the plane windows Fuck around get popped like a collar For slippin in my city get bitten, chewed, swallowed Fool, what you think you like me Your idol and your rival I be Holdin the title with the precision of a hunter's rifle Shots fired, the forest too quiet, trees ignited Fall back baby girl let me get high chick Eagle droppings, fly shit, who gon' stop him On the grind I am like a quarterback attackin' defensive linebackin' homie who gon' block em [HOOK] Tearin thru the city Snatchin bitches top of the building King Kong ain't got shit on me 25-8 goin 8 for the cake nigga King Kong ain't got shit on me Wanna be pilots, get swatted out the sky around I King Kong ain't got shit on me SongtexteLarger than life, they hate me because they ain't me King Kong ain't got shit on me [VERSE 2] Yea, came up, put it down for my set what I did Jets nigga Founder of a flyer society raisin the partition so the driver won't bother me Women wishin for a position on either side of me Hopin for a free ride to the top with me Spendin my cheese, smokin my broccoli Dressed neat, left the hotel suite sloppy off the chopper tree Upstate New York, Woodstock, Socrates The view from my rockin chair you would not believe A million miles from New Orleans, left the key to the city with my brother now I'm comin back for it [HOOK] Tearin thru the city Snatchin bitches top of the building King Kong ain't got shit on me 25-8 goin 8 for the cake nigga King Kong ain't got shit on me Wanna be pilots, get swatted out the sky around I King Kong ain't got shit on me Larger than life, they hate me because they ain't me King Kong ain't got shit on me Aus Songtexte Mania