Chuuwee – Slave King lyrics

[Intro: Chuuwee]
Yeah
This uh this, *scoffs*
This for all the people in prison
This for all the slaves
This for all the people in the system
Th-th-this *scoffs*
Yeah

[Chorus: Chuuwee]
I wanna wake up a King
I wanna ruin the world
I wanna own everything I can order
And I wanna sit in a throne when I’m smokin’ the herb
I wanna wake up a god
I cannot wait to evolve
Shatter the clouds when I enter the room
Above everything, they don’t make ‘em this tall
I already woke up a slave
Penciled the stories of demons and gods
Killed the imposter the night he was brought
Something about him I knew he was fraud
I’m gonna wake up a king
I’m gonna wake up a god
I already woke up a slave
I’m already king of it all

[Verse One: Chuuwee]
We never believed in a god
We never believed in it all
We never believed it was alchemy
Every time somebody hopped in the Benz put the key in the car
Vices, you might see me at the bar
Life is too loud for and it’s hard
Imma need three more cigars
To be on the level I need to delete all my flaws
*iPhone ringtone*
Cell phone ringing won’t take new calls
Hello?
We have to talk
We have to be at the block
He passed the rock
Nigga spent the whole g on his soft
Then he had to come off the spot he was on
Pop! Pop! How come everywhere I go I hear shots
He on the concrete bleeding with [?] on the curb
Baby, you shouldn’t be on the block
Police had eyes on the spot
They saw you leave the garage
You put a key in your pants
Then you put the keys in the car
Then you put the key in the Dodge Neon
And they seen it all so you might be the opps
He put the piece in his pants
The heat to his head and just split like a fucking cigar
As soon as he buck he was gone
Drugs, who knows what the fuck he was on
Hush, we not finna talk to his mom
Plug, we knew he had green on the lawn
We keep it G over here, don’t be on the net
When there’s beef can’t leave it alone
He on the tweeter, he leaving’ his core
[?] he was left not breathing at all

[Chorus]
I wanna wake up a King
I wanna ruin the world
I wanna own everything I can order
And I wanna sit in a throne when I’m smokin’ the herb
I wanna wake up a god
I cannot wait to evolve
Shatter the clouds when I enter the room
Above everything, they don’t make ‘em this tall
I already woke up a slave
Penciled the stories of demons and gods
Killed the imposter the night he was brought
Something about him I knew he was fraud
I’m gonna wake up a king
I’m gonna wake up a god
I already woke up a slave
I’m already king of it all

[Verse Two: Chuuwee]
Police be on patrol
Be in control
So everyday we on our toes
Bitches be treatin’ this cold
And we can see heat so we never be seeking these hoes
Night time moves cuz I be on the low
Cuz sheriff and bobmon be on patrol
Tarot the cards right, he in control of his future
Young nigga be on the roll
Young nigga be on the roll
Smell weed on his clothes
OG should be his cologne
Young nigga been in cologne
Had tree in his coat when he went into the corner dome
Pray to the king on the throne
When he entered the dome
With his hat and his LTE phone
Preacher kept saying “remove it”
But he on some cool shit
“Damn, will you leave me alone”
Talk to the martyrs of Italy, Rome
Rolled with the syrians
Gived em a home
Imma need three more cigars
To be on the level I need to keep writing this poem
Life is too loud for me and it’s hard
Sometimes I don’t wanna be here no more
I played the hero for far too long
Now I’m wishing for the B-roll but keep holding on
Vices, you might see me at the club
Prices, you might be needin’ a dub
Fight breaks out, you a [she?] and he won’t call it even
But I’ll take his teeth with a punch
White bitch, she loudly screams “seen blood”
Priceless, how could this be in the club
Lifeless, you might get three from this snub
Fight this, you might not see up above

[Chorus]
I wanna wake up a King
I wanna ruin the world
I wanna own everything I can order
And I wanna sit in a throne when I’m smokin’ the herb
I wanna wake up a god
I cannot wait to evolve
Shatter the clouds when I enter the room
Above everything, they don’t make ‘em this tall
I already woke up a slave
Penciled the stories of demons and gods
Killed the imposter the night he was brought
Something about him I knew he was fraud
I’m gonna wake up a king
I’m gonna wake up a god
I already woke up a slave
I’m already king of it all

[Outro: Chuuwee]
Yo slow down, that’s him!
Yeah wassup now bitch ass nigga?!
Pop that shit now nigga!