Mazon - Misplaced King lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

A homeless man had his hand out

He ask me for a dime, I give him a dollar

Seen as somebody's son or somebody's father

And people walk by, man, don't even bother

Well, papa, you got to get up, get on and get something

Cause it's a cold cold world that we stuck in

If you ain't hustlin', my nigga then you lunchin'

Between eatin', I'm done speakin'

I assure you that I don't know you

I meditate to grow you, I live noble

A misplaced king mingling with music moguls