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royaltyyy - king [prod sille] lyrics

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(yuh, aye,okay) (yuh)
[verse 1]
i’m counting these stacks like a cashier

tryna diss on the low but it’s so clear

your a hater you can feel it in the atmosphere

down bad with no bands things are unclear

been doing this for less than a year

losing her is the only thing that brings out my fear

meet up with the gang and we pop a couple beers

hold on, just take it easy baby

brand new civic pull up just to see you maybe?

fly you out to vegas to have some fun maybe

did my dash, don’t even need these hoes baby

feature on my track? n-gg- that’s a maybe

i am not hard no no i can’t lie

got my family right beside me when i need time

i’m always at the right place at the right time

i only wanna see my name up in the spotlight

take my words for lies

it’s not hard i don’t blame you

it’s fight or flight in this world

are you gonna follow the light

blight blinds people in spite of having eyes

no knight in shining armor can come save you tonight

separate break all my ties, that’s something i might do now

she didn’t even care, it was fake anyhow

new mercedes a cl-ss got me saying hey mercedes

roll down the window yell hey baby

breaking these bonds that held me to my sh-ll

hit me like mario with a blue sh-ll

now that i broke these everything feels swell

so much sauce need some chips tho

you gonna need a raincoat all this drip it’s raining tho

raining on my haters

pull up if you want smoke tho

so hot it’s tabasco

smoke a n-gg- like tobacco

left me wasted, who thought uncertainty was painless

i’m started to realize that loneliness is worth it

this sh-t is so wild

they like to copy my style

young rich n-gg- f-ck with all the fashion

new bad b-tch and she savage

she tryna throw it back, b-tch this is happening

i’m living this life yeah it is lavish

these n-gg-s keep talking, talk is cheap

he said he want beef

i don’t care if your broke, this smoke is free

[outro]
tryna diss on the low but it’s so clear

yeah i get money this isn’t a fun fact

no stephen curry but you know that i’m balling

40 on me and these shots i am calling

im tired i keep making time, till i run out of power

she been on my mind so much i might lose it

toss me like a drug and don’t forget to abuse it

i was suppose to be the one for you

i was suppose to be the one you used

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