Blaow! Here come the drama

(Intro) - whispers
(fools and kings, and kings
fools and kings, and kings)

(Hook)
God damn we some fools and kings
Man tell me why we some fools and kings
Good lord we some fools and kings
Girl tell me why we some fools and kings (uh)
I know we some fools and kings (uh)
You know we some fools and kings (uh)
They know we some fools and kings (uh)
Yeah they know we some fools and kings
(x2)

(Verse 1)
I, apologize as of late for anti social behavior
And to a, select few thinking I tried to play ya
Who never messaged back for a reaction
Man that, passive aggression was the biggest distraction

(ah ah) Penciled in dinners with em I was enjoying the supper
Call me a motherfucker I was still drawn to the other
Wondering if I could have it again
It’s either, lovers or haters there’s no magic as friends Lord!

My guilty fantasies driving me up the wall (uh)
I never tried to break, I ain’t trying to blame
Your heart for getting in the way ey I let you fall
I could of caught you but, I let go of it all

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

Been down this road before though
Skeletons hang in my wardrobe
Two more I’m running out of coat hangers
My clothes folded in my draws though

Couple things missing that she never gave back
I gave back a couple things she was missing
I bet she probably threw em’ out and she hate that
This motherfucker really given her a good dicking
Acting like ‘I don’t give a fuck’s’ not a figure of speech
I heard that from her at least twice a week and she’d
Still be underneath vocalizing broken English
I’d get her open, finish, then we wouldn’t speak

Figured at least if I called it’d make sense
The last phone bill was higher then the rent though
That’s why I text bitches now amongst other things
I’m just not committed, to giving them a ring

(Bridge 1)
What you expect me, to get on one knee
While I’m wearing the crown?
I expect you, to get on two
When shit be going down

I think about you when I don’t know who I am
Cause I know you know the D better when I’m in your hands
And you can blame it on the fact I be a man
Or better yet just let it rest we’ll talk about it when I can

Fools and kings, and kings
Fools and kings, and kings

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
When I hit the booth it’s like therapy
I’ve got written truths you wouldn’t dare to speak
I’ve got new problems like every week
Fifty-two my new bitch fifty-three

And that’s nothing to do with her company
Just another one still in love with me
And I love her too, at least I think I do
But I could never say that as a fuckin’ groom

(Ah) clear the room I’m going back to basics
My new shit making your old playlist
My Soundcloud is getting saved to favourites
The reign is on and that’s the shit I’ve wasted

The old me was like shit I’m wasted
On some midday shit, texting away (ey)
Drinking from a chalice like I owned a fuckin palace
Like I’ll see you out later if I make it

(Bridge 2)
King!
But I act a fool (huh) tell me why I act a fool
I said, King!
But I act a fool (huh) tell me why I act a fool
I said, King!
But I act a fool (huh) tell me why I act a fool
I said, King!
But I act a fool (huh) tell me why I act a
Fool!

(Hook)