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Postcards

Postcards Lyrics King Los feat. Mickey Shiloh (prod by Joa)

Mixtape: Becoming King

[Intro]
Yeah, We aint got nothing for these haters except some postcards
Postcards, King Los

[Bridge: King Los]
We be shittin on the game
By the time they hear this we be prolly sittin' on a plane waiving bye
See you, fuck up out my lane thats the perfect time to exit nigga
Fuck up out the game like

[Hook: King Los]
Wings on, King shit, thrown shit
Bow down I got rings on
Go hard, we aint got nothing for bitch niggas but postards
We aint got nothing for bitch niggas but postards

[Verse 1: King Los]
And in one week I see two three jets
Its on like two three Gucci sweats
I'mma trap but keep this loose leaf fresh
Thats packs of paper, stacks of acres
I mack you savor, you savior
I should tattoo haters on my nuts cause thats where they be
Let it be, try to follow me and be ahead of me
Seventy, seven Chevrolets bumpin' heavendy steadily
I just get my mac on nigga never back out,
Never turn my back on niggas
I just black on niggas like lights out, iced out
If these niggas wavy on my motherfuckin' wipe out
Niggas aint trill aint built like this, this my real life
Bitch I pay bills like this
I just feel like I can make mills like shit
So I shit mills out why you feel like shit
Chill, you don't want none of this here
Some of this head, this my summer this year
Stuntin' this year on a PJ broke
How the fuck did I make it out without a DJ? (woah)

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Verse 2: King Los]
I'm somewhere under palm trees
With a blonde piece within arms reach
Ya'll niggas aint blowin' that strong neither
I had a little talk with a palm reader
Say money money, money money
Coins, coins, cash, scrilla
Drop Lam, got damn
Goin goin fast nigga
Zoom, I'm somewhere on the moon looking down
You bacoon stuck somewhere in a room look around
Who cookin' now? me
Who the fuck it soon to be? (you)
B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T-I-N-G I can see a lot of that coming from your clique right now
So I;m writing postcards in this bitch right now like ugh
Next time you see me I prolly be different I told you niggas
You can run back to the whole fuckin' city
When you saw me I was looking like a whole new nigga King

[Bridge]

[Hook]

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