Kings & Aces P Money (Ft. Blacks, CASISDEAD & Tex Muzik)

[Verse 1: P Money]
My mind is on fire 'cause when I write bars down
I swear to God, I burn the paper
P money merks like a new shape A-Class
So powerful, no hero could save ya
My mind is so creative
It's like having the thoughts of a scientist and a painter
Out on the roads from day to day still
Make dough like a ba-ba-baker
I keep doing the flows and running the roads
Until my fans spread out across Asia
P Money's gone, I'm the south side saviour
Can't catch me, I'm a quick gear changer
Not normal, I'm special like the guy that was born in a manger
Slow down, do yourself a favour
Don't get rude or cheesy like a Quaver
'Cause I'm hot like your girl's hair straightener
I know why man wants to be a hater
'Cause my mixtape's dope like an action film
And this sick bar is only a trai-ler
These bars, they will blaze ya
I will make you wanna change sides like a traitor
You could be fast like a Formula car
I'll bring the car to a halt like an engine failure

[Hook]
You emcees are wasted
Your flow's weak and basic
You've got us confused
We're all kings and aces
You emcees are wasted
Your flow's weak and basic
You've got us confused
We're all kings and aces