Royalty

I'm a king in this shit, yeah I'm a royalty
And I'm just as good as some homies overseas
Hey, I said I'm a king, a royalty
And if you don't believe so, you're gonna see

But this path I'm walking always tryna take me down
People don't take me serious like I'm a clown
But I'm serious about this, I love making music
I love rapping on the snare and the kick

I always wanna take the blame in bad situations
'Cause I didn't realise we come from different stations
So if you're hearing this, it's not your fault
It's my fault for trusting you

I'm the way I want to be
I'm the way you don't wanna see me
Compare me to no one, imma be differently
If you saying I copy, I'll strongly disagree

Like the keys on a piano I'm setting the tone
Like I'm grown, not a clone, imma fly like a drone
Yes I'm fly so no critiquing me no more
Without shooting you'll never score

Respecting yourself means respecting others too
'Cause if you're a narcissist how can you respect yourself?
I would like to treat y'all like brothers
But y'all gotta treat me like a brother too

The deal is very easy
Don't be so cheesy
Just be original
That way you deserve it all

I got the swag like I'm in Ohio
They gonna clown me for that line, but why tho
I throw in corny lines sometimes to make it interesting
That ain't no reason to go protesting

I'm doing this for my future for my passion
I wanna make music all the time, what the fuck is resting
Maybe you wanna do something like this too but don't know how
Look, the best moment to start is right fucking now

I don't copy like a puppy
Your shit sloppy, you just suck
You're just lucky, didn't study
But you make money, while I'm stuck

Most songs nowadays don't even got little switchups
You rapping over a loop, my beats are like hiccups
How hard can it be to make an interesting song
You think your one sound beat is strong, hah you're wrong

What do I gotta say when they ask me
What I wanna be when I'm all grown up
Well I wanna rap, that's what I wanna do
That's just it, that's true

I go from a to b, but my vocabulary goes from a to z
And my body ain't stressing, but my mind's on another level
I don't care who you compare me to, I'll be better
You gotta see past the teen in the sweater

Hah, I'm still a teen indeed
But you probably already heard that didn't you
Yeah, the moment you heard my voice, you knew
"It's just another white kid who's tryna do it" true

But I'm not like anybody else, Imma make it
No, I'm dead serious, imma make it
I'm doing what I love and I'm doing it pretty good
Ain't nobody tell me how I should

I'm the next talent, best seller, young rapper, pretty dapper
Imma be here while you grow old, you lil' scrapper
They can act tuff and act so violent
But once they hear this they all go silent
I'm in this bitch!