Underground Kings PRhyme (Ft. Killer Mike & ScHoolboy Q)

[Intro]
I'm an
I'm, I'm an

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
Rumor has it I'm an underground king
All I give a fuck about is money
And when I got it, I don't give a fuck about it
It's outlandish, I take for granted what God granted
My countertop granite, my house is outstanding
While I'm standing inside of it
Feelin' inside out as I pop Xanax
Watching myself on TV
In order to get to the TV I had to go through the proper channels
I don't rock the flannel, I rock the Air Max, Atmos and camo
They call me the Benz owner, I put Lorenzo's on it
Then go and pick a chick up, bone it and friend zone her
Soon as I see her wake up, I be fuckin' her raw
If she a B or an A cup, make her fuck in a bra
Let's get it goin', got a dyke in the closet
I’m sure that she’ll join, I kill verses in return for it
A eulogy is borin', for you to be informed
I'm a chore and my circle change more than a European coin
Once the kill has begun, you realize
I'm the illest, the realest is Pimp C, and the trillest is Bun
I'm definitely best at gun rap, gun wrap
I put you on my recipe list
I put you on the treadmill accessory less like run that, run that
Detroit nigga, I destroy niggas in general
I deploy niggas to generally destroy niggas' regimes
So rumor has it I'm an underground king