I’m A King PSC

[Intro: T.I.]
Big Kuntry King, big homie what it is
I think I'll rap straight up for these nigga

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Now, e'rybody wanna be the king of the south
When, they ain't runnin' a damn thing but they mouth
No doubt, it's all good, y'all just statin y'all opinion
But in the south, and in the hood, its understood without sayin'
It's a given, and it ain't cuz of what I'm doin' for a livin'
It's, more because of what I do and how I'm livin'
Not to mention, when I'm rappin', I'm just hurtin' niggas feelings (niggas feelings)
And still chillin' on Simpson and Center Hillin'
Made provisions for the click and continue keepin' it pimpin'
Whether crack was in the house or record sales went through the ceilin'
So say what you want, and do what you please
But for fun, I shoot 22 from ya shoe to ya knees
I run a record label and a crew of Gs
So, niggas'll come and look for you if I sneeze
Or even breathe the wrong way
You better do what the song say
And Be Easy, else it'll be a long day

[Chorus: T.I.]
(I'm a king) Bank rolls in the pockets of my jeans
(I'm a king) You pussy niggas couldn't see me in your dreams
(I'm a king) Top topic of all of your magazines
(I'm a king) Head of the body, leader of the team
(I'm a king) Remember I can get your block knocked dawg
(I'm a king) A Bentley Coupe with the top chopped off
(I'm a king) I'm connected nationwide, but in the south
(I'm a king) Just expect ya to keep my name out cha mouth
(I'm a king)