[Intro] AKA John Mickens AKA John Mickens AKA John Mickens AKA John Mickens AKA John Mickens AKA John Mickens AKA John Mickens AKA John Mickens [Verse 1] Im the king I floss rings, the new John Mickens Uhh, Im stayin rich and keep the haters bitchin From New York to Richmond, my shine is sickenin Ice drips, frost bits, or forfeit shit I got to rewrite this mackin game, baby Layin in the barber shop, knowin haters is shady Maybe, they sex young chicks and whips But I got lesbo combos ridin stickshifts For no chips, Im seein 4 to 8 lips Let me tell ya bout my lifestyle, playas and chips, sick Mr. Smith, the rarest breed Separate the dimes from hoes like chronic seeds Miraculous Lyrical swiftness Practice this, stop bein actresses On mattresses with your legs up in the air Splash the crisp, John Micks, a millionaire [Chorus] Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar [Verse 2] My fortune 500 is fully funded Joints I pumps, gives my pockets the mumps Im the glossiest and the costliest Feel the force of this Lyrical arsonist Hotter than a yacht with rottweillers Chicks in choppers with they thong sittin proper The crisp poppa bringin drama like soap operas The showstopper if u playas dont flow proper Im the jiggiest, bitch, shit the wittiest Wonderin why cats front on whos the williest Chill, relax, you cats will fall 10 mill, 10 plaques upon my wall You stall, mix large, I see yall Mash ya like roaches then cop diamond broaches Supercalla, nevermind the alladocious Sin the fellas, get blazed and you can quote this [Chorus] Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar [Verse 3] Im the MC that you strive to be Competition is dead, cause aint none of yall live as me Handsome moody, I keep it raw, baby So save all the goodfella shit for Scorsese So iced up, they call me Mount Everest The many get honey ways draped over my headrest I run game from Fort Green to Maine I keep ya head noddin like dope is in your vein Hail to the King Cajone .. jingaling I buy ya clicks loyalty with one pinkie ring Gotta be above average to grow cabbage I wreck havoc, do damage Dont have it Uh huh, techniques up to par Yeah you, get ya black ass looped like Mardi Gras Chick soup too Hittin me off in yo car Blaze her in the alley cause she actin bourgeoise [Chorus] Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar [Outro] Ah man, its hard bein the King, baby But someones gotta do it, haha
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