Kings - Sammy Adams

My throne is my desk chair, phone’s my assistant

I don’t need a servant ‘cause Sammy runs the business

Highrise my castle, queen is my vixen

T-shirt's my robes unless they non-existent

Fans are my glow, chucks are my loafers

Honesty’s the code and honestly I roast ya

Skateboard’s my chariot, fans are proletariat

The stable’s a sorority, homies are hilarious

Kingdom stages, royal means so famous

Loyal to my fans so I only put out bangers

Jail is a dungeon, my workout’s Runyon

And twerking is illegal but tonight, ah, fuck it

We don’t care about your money and your flashy things

Rather stay young, live like some kings

We are, we are

We are, we are

She don’t care about your money and your flashy things

Rather stay young, live like a Queen

We are, we are

We are, we are

Life is my fairytale, my boys are my army

My chamber see scary tale, yours?

Hardly

Young kings, purple in the ales

My game’s like a witch just like a witch’s cool spells

New clothes on a emperor, birthday suit

My worst day is the best day, my work days too

Consists of being rich, not rich like mad riches

Rich like good fam, good friends and bad bitches

Hat is my crown, my queen’s ass round

In terms of executions I be killin it in town

They say these are clowns but we are the kings

And we are the queens, that’s a royal ass team

And Lord is the boss, made it cross the board

Untouched so listen pretty king we over month

Worries or advice, Lord is it nice

And never kick twice and live life like…