Lyrics:

Bottoms up get drunk roll up that funk turn up get loud know what get down

Man I swear I’m that nigga that’s why she calling me super

Watermelon tabacco smoke oozing out of my hookah

Deuce to all of my troopers gangsta niggaz and shooters

We feed the hood we eating good our bellies big like Buddha’s

Kush smoke we fire up sky scraper we higher up

Watch the crowd just pile up every ingle time that I erupt

Niggaz better know I’m on a roll straight A student honor roll

Go where the fuck I wanna go haters talk shit but it’s on the low

Look at how they crooked when they see me driving slow

With my dark green Impala with the shifter on the floor oh

All my niggaz go dumb till’ their feelings go numb

Oakland’s where we from sipping that coke and rum

I’ll never stop I’m on a high spit that real shit never lie

My music lives if I’m dead or alive just let a real nigga go ahead and fly

Soaring like I’m an eagle God bless all my people

Real niggaz that we know rest in peace to Tito

Ooh living like a king

keys to the castle

You just gotta let me do my thing

Living on the tower of Babel top of the tower of Babel

I’m so blind from all of these bright lights inebriated from the high life

Long as I kick that rhyme right I be shining off in that lime light

That’s the American dream nigga

Well ain’t it? uh

Fool you better come on in nigga stacking up all my ends

Until every single one of my friends drive a new mercedes-benz

Ah One thousand girls on my arm piece and my entourage like two armies

And I got more meds than a pharmacy and hella guns in my armory

Niggaz wanna act all ornery why the fuck won’t they just honor me

Something that they seen in me that they wish that they could be

Hundred miles and I’m gone stratosphere in my zone

Way up here and all alone I think that I need to phone home

That thuggish thuggish B.ON.E niggaz creeping up on the throne

‘Cause this is the game that I own so pay homage or leave it alone

I’m CeeNeye I be the guy eat or you’ll be eaten alive

Spit butane and feed the fire I don’t even need no wings to fly

Ooh living like a king

keys to the castle

You just gotta let me do my thing

Living on the tower of Babel top of the tower of Babel

Time goes by we stay fly

Ain’t no lie I’m so high

Don’t wanna come down

Don’t wanna touch that ground

Round and round

Until the trumpets sound

All along the watchtower archers aiming they arrows

Flexing all of my power on the pyramid of the pharos

Chariots of fire united all in one tongue

If niggaz all came together imagine what we could get done

We conquered Attila the Hun live by the way of the gun

No man can see us undone because we worshiping straight through the Son

Enemies run but never hide my authority will not be defied

Until the day I rule over the world never deprived I’ll not be denied

What rightfully is all mine pistol pump in my lap at all times

Prophets interpret the signs harem full of concubines they all dimes

Gold rubies and diamonds all shine precious jewels could make a man blind

Wardrobe divine by my design I am the greatest ruler of all time

Whoo on the throne with my scepter  entertained by my jester

Queen sits on my left she was a fair maiden I blessed her

Then she gave me two sons so I commissioned art by DaVinci

Until the day that I leave my holy kingdom to my two princes

Till then I be just

Ooh living like a king

keys to the castle

You just gotta let me do my thing

Living on the tower of Babel top of the tower of Babel