L & R
All I really need is loyalty and royalty in my life life
If the bitch is my type then you know she you better talk to me nice nice
If the haters keep hitting my phone then my squad we gonna fight fight
I cut the tension with a knife feel it in the sky feels like a thrill in the night
Tryna build upon the promises I made before
To myself no one else me and my radio
I never pull up to the function gotta let me kno the ratio
Before I set my feet up on the scene I kno which way to go
Whoa
Gave em December to Remember tho
Hail storming from my mental but clear visuals
Sitting in the rain puffin haze out the window slow
Letting all the pain out my brain and my inner soul
This the type of drip to make a vixen yell out tidal wave
Catch a hater slipping we gone fade
Clip em right away
Born on a Saturday I woke up way too high today
Man a rapper better not try today
Cuz I be too lit everyday I could never hesitate
You be tryna perpetrate the lyrics I perpetuate
Decapitate the fakes sever all the snakes by the lies on their face
I jus gotta really keep the faith
All I need loyalty and royalty in my life life
If a hater wanna cross my path then better think twice twice
I can't sell my soul can't name no price price
I cut the tension with a knife feel it the sky feels like a thrill in the night
Now we
Smoking king palms leaves
On the other side grass is always green
Treat the rich kids from the other world like thieves
Money get you by but it don't grow off trees
We
Smoking king palms leaves
On the other side grass is always green
Treat the rich kids from the other world like thieves
Money get you by but it don't grow off the trees nigga please
Now we back to regular scheduled program
I don't discriminate
I like them white girls like Lohan
If she can't twerk with no hands then there's no plans
Hold up calm down it's a joke mam
Murder all she wrote fam
Dude where's my car?
Push the button like Zoltan
Still staying close to the fact I can't fear no man
Unless god strike me by lightning then I swear you really ain't got no chance
Damn look at what we have here
When my tracks drop on your head it's gonna be a bad year for you niggas
I can't even cheer for you niggas shed a tear for you niggas
This the biggest payback ever sweet revenge on you niggas
Show face all business and disappear on you niggas
Whoa
I can't understand all these niggas man
Naw
I ain't playin with these niggas man
Whoa
If the bitch is my type then you know she you better talk to me nice nice
If the haters keep hitting my phone then my squad we gonna fight fight
I cut the tension with a knife feel it in the sky feels like a thrill in the night
Tryna build upon the promises I made before
To myself no one else me and my radio
I never pull up to the function gotta let me kno the ratio
Before I set my feet up on the scene I kno which way to go
Whoa
Gave em December to Remember tho
Hail storming from my mental but clear visuals
Sitting in the rain puffin haze out the window slow
Letting all the pain out my brain and my inner soul
This the type of drip to make a vixen yell out tidal wave
Catch a hater slipping we gone fade
Clip em right away
Born on a Saturday I woke up way too high today
Man a rapper better not try today
Cuz I be too lit everyday I could never hesitate
You be tryna perpetrate the lyrics I perpetuate
Decapitate the fakes sever all the snakes by the lies on their face
I jus gotta really keep the faith
All I need loyalty and royalty in my life life
If a hater wanna cross my path then better think twice twice
I can't sell my soul can't name no price price
I cut the tension with a knife feel it the sky feels like a thrill in the night
Now we
Smoking king palms leaves
On the other side grass is always green
Treat the rich kids from the other world like thieves
Money get you by but it don't grow off trees
We
Smoking king palms leaves
On the other side grass is always green
Treat the rich kids from the other world like thieves
Money get you by but it don't grow off the trees nigga please
Now we back to regular scheduled program
I don't discriminate
I like them white girls like Lohan
If she can't twerk with no hands then there's no plans
Hold up calm down it's a joke mam
Murder all she wrote fam
Dude where's my car?
Push the button like Zoltan
Still staying close to the fact I can't fear no man
Unless god strike me by lightning then I swear you really ain't got no chance
Damn look at what we have here
When my tracks drop on your head it's gonna be a bad year for you niggas
I can't even cheer for you niggas shed a tear for you niggas
This the biggest payback ever sweet revenge on you niggas
Show face all business and disappear on you niggas
Whoa
I can't understand all these niggas man
Naw
I ain't playin with these niggas man
Whoa
Credits
Writer(s): Naaji Lilly
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