King Cris - Royalty (feat. ERIK MIKE)

Oh
Oh
Royalty
How come these niggas not showing me loyalty
By now it's a miracle so many people have heard of me
I think I was born for this life that I'm living man
What you think
What you think
Aye
Been way too silent I'm chasing my pinnacle
Chasing that paper and splitting residuals
I hear them barking but don't see no visual
Don't need the fame I just want me some revenue
I'm a commodity
I'm a young prodigy
I'm an anomaly
Stack like Monopoly
Niggas been knocking me
Ain't no apologies
None of it profit me
So it ain't got to me
But still I need the motivation
Need a new occupation
To get my niggas out the basement
They testing my patience
This shit for the taking
With pockets on low
Got me aggravated
Stood from the side too unphased and amazed
At the game that these lame niggas saturated
I just keep the best intention
See the premonition
No more second guessing
Might need intervention
Seen this niggas slipping
Hanging from a distance
I can see them switching
Got me pistol gripping
Don't see no one dissing
They just come up missing
These niggas be tripping
All my niggas stay finessing
All your niggas steady flexing
Ain't no pawns in my section
Royalty, it ain't a question
But really, I don't know what's next
Coming at the neck
Trying to gain respect
Same kin, fuck the rest
With the same niggas to the death
Woah
Cause deep down I've always been royalty
I don't ask for nothing all I need is loyalty
If you ain't got loyalty you can't be royalty
Royalty
Royalty
How come these niggas not showing me loyalty
By now it's a miracle so many people have heard of me
I think I was born for this life that I'm living man
What you think
What you think
Aye
Two by fours with the suicide doors
They extra
If you ask for a feature with the boy
Then you gotta pay extra
My life fall into place like a nigga play Tetris
I got whiskey with my waffles
Damn what a breakfast
Baby girl shaking that thing, love the way that she move
On my Kuzco shit
Bitch don't throw off my groove
Bitches looking at me sideways
Got the queen in my right hand
Ain't no need to hate if you ain't got it going on
There's a reason you ain't got a man
Trying to keep it one above ninety-nine
Money hungry niggas keep hitting my line
Claiming that they need it for a rough time
Trying to get their baby mama wine and dined
Look
Kick rocks, lil nigga
Oh you a trapper, yeah I kinda figured
Using mamas credit card for Supreme hoodies so these easy bitches give you cookies
You be clout chasing, nigga I was hunting
Only take a shot to turn you into nothing
Nothing came easy to me had to work my ass off to make the money come to me
Yeah
Count it up, count it up
Milli
Percocet, Percocet, pilly
Going bad on them, Meek Milly
Make the whole planet Earth feel me
Shoot me down, Jesus gone heal me
They just mad cause I show the real me
Say it twice real niggas feel me
They just mad cause I show the real me
Royalty
How come these niggas not showing me loyalty
By now it's a miracle so many people have heard of me
I think I was born for this life that I'm living man
What you think
What you think
Aye
Royalty
How come these niggas not showing me loyalty
By now it's a miracle so many people have heard of me
I think I was born for this life that I'm living man
What you think
What you think
Aye

Written by:
Cristopher Lewis, Erik Lewis

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