Masterpiece King Los

[Verse 1]
In love with the hustle, divorcing the bull shit
Not attracted to subtraction, misfortune, or forfeit
Ambiguous amateurs fear the push in my vision
Amazing ambiance, it's hard to ambush my ambitions
I'm on a mission, miss me with those misappropriations
You can't diss me, my disses is disassociation
Leaving niggas in the dust, thus far
To match me is far fetched when you just sub par
And its fucked up dog, when the fellas that stepped with ya
Don't want you to ball, like Cinderella's step sisters
So the guts colored pumpkin in that black sedan
It looked like I lit the guts up, like a jack-o-lantern
The rules is meant to be broken, my nigga watch me bend them
While covered in diamond cavalli shades and versace linen
Not to mention I earned my spot, you should watch and listen
Nigga stop the bitchin

[Hook]
All the things that I've seen, All the places I've been
I can hear the whispers saying I won't make it and I grin
I was born to be a king, got the struggle in my veins
But this passion in my heart got me stunting on them lames
Ay, ay, ay
One for the time they told me that
Two for the top, where I'm gon' be at
Three for the G's that hold me down
What I look like, letting clowns hold me back
I'm painting this picture, something you have to see
I bring it all together, call it a masterpiece