Last Kings (Outro) - Azizi Gibson

You shoulda made me wanna run away

To a place, to a place where I don’t gotta think again

Escape to a place with my closest friends

Leave your (?), leave your jewelry leave your problems

Look into the sky and realize

And beyond them and on the rise, between your eyes

That’s another «use it, use this shit» all the time

And if you don’t, you might fuck around and die so

Ebonics is not a cool thing

'Cuz most niggas talk it always havin' mood swings

Worry 'bout that dumb shit like nigga who banks

Hate the dude’s shit but always askin' for change

I double up on lance got me four chains

If you ain’t about the brain I don’t know your name

Give a fuck about the game I’m just havin' fun bang

We just wanna live life at the largest we can

Why we always on the block selling weed to yay

But life sometimes is a fuckin' speed race

With these selfish ass critics tryna get in my way

Got these hater-blockers on but they don’t work like they say

Gosh, oh man

Pin the whore’s face ask nigga you gay

This is not Boondocks, not Riley

But I go hard as shit when the episode play

This Azizi Gibson now you are addicted

You see in my vision and think it’s so delicious

Now you on your knees beggin' me for forgiveness

Thinkin' I’m a king with the rings and the riches

A mummy wrapped up with your ass takin' pictures

Tryna figure out who I am in the year hoe

Use your mind, I’m in another world

Next mixtape, I finna kill the world