Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Royalty, artist - XXXTentacion. Album song Bad Vibes Forever, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bad Vibes Forever, EMPIRE
Song language: English
Royalty |
Royalty inna mi bloodline |
Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines |
And though I know |
Our demons come to test us sometimes |
Dem ah scheme from long time |
Defeat we nuh come find |
Royalty inna mi bloodline |
Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines |
And though I know |
Our demons come to test us sometimes |
Dem ah scheme from long time |
Defeat we nuh come find |
Yeah, mi haffi |
Big up, yo |
Big up, yo, big up, yo |
I can't run nuttin fi you |
You is badman fi di bread when dem all get job |
Big up, yo |
Big up, yo, big up, yo |
Gyaldem ah Kingston |
Every one dem body wanna hear me on this one |
Man, it's cool until the shit change |
Wanna use me for the money and the cars, yeah, the big Range |
Yeah, it's funny how shit change |
All shorty want is young nigga's drawers, that shit stains |
In the pool house, Biscayne |
Now I'm in the coupe with a crib big as Curtis Payne |
Never can forget all the nights it was just pain |
Now I'm finna come for the throne, don't forget, mayne |
Royalty inna mi bloodline |
Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines |
And though I know our demons come to test us sometimes |
Dem ah scheme from long time |
Defeat we nuh come find |
Nuff ting I get luck off |
Iced-out rings nah come off |
Clean from mi born till ah gyal she fi drop off |
We can't stop, we ah rise, we ah take off |
For di gyal I set trends |
Name just hop up upon di ends |
Take me on top pon a somethin' till it bends |
You ain't a friend |
Badmind, we nuh 'fraid of dem |
Win, we ah win till it end |
Royalty inna mi bloodline |
Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines |
And though I know |
Our demons come to test us sometimes |
Dem ah scheme from long time |
Defeat we nuh come find |
His Imperial Majesty Haile Selassie, so we royal |
Triple-X crew, so we loyal |
Big batty, fat pussy, broad gyal |
Come here, back it up, gyal, buss a while, mm hmm |
Be looking like 10, I leave the 9, mm hmm |
Miami gyal, Caribbean wine |
Yardies say you're a real buddy bucka |
Yankees say you a bad muthafucka |
Ky-Mani, ooh, waan see why they can't work the 'Ami |
Why I like the rhymey |
Man grimey crimey |
Can't style me, parri |
Man XXX to Tentación |
Pull up on di men seh like taximan |
Nah spray cologne, we spray hot metal |
Real badman like Sandokan |
Real hot gyal badman go pon |
Anywhere we walk di street governed |
No fairytale, no Alice, no Peter Pan |
Versace style, Louis V pattern |
We strike di street hard, no FIFA plan |
Teach yuh fam it will be a hard victory in yuh land |
We born fi get dough, nuh need no man |
We life ah sow doubts, riddlerman |
We balls ah work, we are di breeders and |
Hard life wit it, badman riddim |
Smoke high grade and fly like pigeon |
Real badman, we nuh haffi have image |
Score like scrimmage inna any gyal village |
Fuck dem wicked, now squeeze out liquid |
Sharpshooter like Billy The Kid |
Haffi live twice fi di tings that we did |
DJ, tell dem we wild and wicked |
Royalty inna mi bloodline |
Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines |
And though I know |
Our demons come to test us sometimes |
Dem ah scheme from long time |
Defeat we nuh come find |