XXXTENTACION — Royalty (ft. Vybz Kartel, Stefflon Don, Ky-Mani Marley)

Royalty, inna mi bloodlineDem soldiers yell on these front linesDon’t know why, know whyBut demons come to test us sometimesIn my scheme from longtimeDefeat where you’re confinedRoyalty, inna mi bloodlineDem soldiers yell on these front linesDon’t know why, know whyBut demons come to test us sometimesIn my scheme from longtimeDefeat where you’re confinedYeah, me haffi, big up, yuhBig up, yuh, big up, yuhBuy car and land fi yuhUse bad man for their bread when the mortgage upBig up, yuh, big up, yuh, big up, yuhGyal dem a KingstonHaffi whine dem body when they hear me on this oneMan, what’s cool is that the shit changeWhen you use me for the money and the cars, yeah, the big rangeYeah, it’s funny how shit changePoor shorty wanna young nigga drawers, that shit stainsIn a poor house, BiscayneNow I’m in the coupe with a crib, niggas Chris PaineNever could forget all the nights it was just painNow I’m finna come for the throne, don’t forget, maneRoyalty, inna mi bloodlineDem soldiers yell on these front linesDon’t know why, know whyBut demons come to test us sometimesIn my scheme from longtimeDefeat where you’re confinedNuff tings ah get lock arffIced out rings nah come offClean from me born, tell a gyal she fi chuck offWe can’t stall, we a rise, we a take off(We make the boys do wha’ dem a do)’Cause the gyal ah set trendsName just ah bubble pon the endzTick, me ah tock, pon the sumtin ’til it bendWe no friend badmind, we no ‘fraid of dem (we no ‘fraid)Win, we a win ’til the endRoyalty, inna mi bloodlineDem soldiers yell on these front linesDon’t know why, know whyBut demons come to test us sometimesIn my scheme from longtimeDefeat where you’re confinedHis Imperial Majesty, Haile Selassie, so we royalTriple X crew, so we loyal, big batty, fat pussy, broad gyalCome here, back it up gyal, buss a whine, mhm hmBend up inna 10 and inna 9, mhm-hmmMiami gyal, Caribbean whineYardie say, you a real buddy brukaYankie say, you a bad muhfuckaKy-Mani, who waan fi war?We can work the army, war like IraniMan grimy, crimy, can’t style me, parrieMan Triple X to TentacionPull up on dem endz deh like taxi manNah spray cologne, we spray hot metal, cho man!Real bad man like Sandokan, real hot gyal badman go ponAnweh we walk, the street governNo fairytale, no Alice, no Peter PanVersace style, Louis V patternWe strike the street hard, no FIFAPlan kick you from Mobay, Halfway Tree you landWe born fi get dough, no need no manWe life a sort, ask the reader manWe balls a work, we a the breeder andNah laugh with it, badman RiddimSmoke high grade and fly like pigeonReal badman, we no haffi have imageScore like scrimmage inna any gyal villageFuck dem wicked and squeeze out liquidSharp shooter like big lip bigotHaffi live twice fi do things that they didTJ, tell dem we’re wild and wicked!Royalty, inna mi bloodlineDem soldiers yell on these front linesDon’t know why, know whyBut demons come to test us sometimesIn my scheme from longtimeDefeat where you’re confined