XXXTENTACION - Royalty lyrics

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XXXTENTACION - Royalty lyrics

[Chorus: Ky-Mani Marley] Royalty, inna mi bloodline Dem soldiers yell on these front lines Don't know why, know why But demons come to test us sometimes In my scheme from longtime Defeat where you're confined Royalty, inna mi bloodline Dem soldiers yell on these front lines Don't know why, know why But demons come to test us sometimes In my scheme from longtime Defeat where you're confined [Verse 1: XXXTENTACION] Yeah, me haffi Big up, yuh Big up, yuh, big up, yuh Buy car and land fi yuh Use bad man for their bread when the mortgage up Big up, yuh Big up, yuh, big up, yuh Gyal dem a Kingston haffi whine dem body when they hear me on this one Man, what's cool is that the sh*t change When you use me for the money and the cars, yeah the big range Yeah, it's funny how sh*t change Poor shorty wanna young ni**a drawers, that sh*t stains In a poor house, Biscayne Now I'm in the coupe with a crib, ni**as Chris Paine Never can't forget all the nights it was just pain Now I'm finna come for the throne, don't forget, mane [Chorus: Ky-Mani Marley] Royalty, inna mi bloodline Dem soldiers yell on these front lines Don't know why, know why But demons come to test us sometimes In my scheme from longtime Defeat where you're confined [Verse 2: Stefflon Don] Nuff tings a get lock off, iced out rings nah come off Clean from me born, tell a gyal she fi chuck off We can't stall, we a rise, we a take off (We make the boys do wha' dem a do) 'Cause the gyal a set trends, name just a bubble pon the endz Tic, me a toc pon the sumtin 'til it bend We no friend badmind, we no 'fraid of dem (We no 'fraid) Win, we a win 'til the end [Chorus: Ky-Mani Marley] Royalty, inna mi bloodline Dem soldiers yell on these front lines Don't know why, know why But demons come to test us sometimes In my scheme from longtime Defeat where you're confined [Verse 3: Vybz Kartel] 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 whine, mhm hm Bend up inna 10 and inna 9, mhm hm Miami gyal, Caribbean whine Yardie say, you a real buddy bruka Yankie say, you a bad muh fu*ka Ky-Mani, who waan fi war? We can work the army War like Irani Man grimy, crimy Can't style me, parrie Man Triple X to Tentacion Pull up on dem endz deh like taxi man Nah spray cologne, we spray hot metal Cho man! Real bad man like Sandokan Real hot gyal badman go pon Anweh we walk, the street govern No fairytale, no Alice, no Peter Pan Versace style, Louis V pattern We strike the street hard, no FIFA Plan kick you from Mobay, Halfway Tree you land We born fi get dough, no need no man We life a sort, ask the reader man We balls a work, we a the breeder and Nah laugh with it, badman Riddim Smoke high grade and fly like pigeon Real badman, we no haffi have image Score like scrimmage inna any gyal village fu*k dem wicked and squeeze out liquid Sharp shooter like big lip bigot Haffi live twice fi do things that they did TJ, tell dem we're wild and wicked! [Chorus: Ky-Mani Marley] Royalty, inna mi bloodline Dem soldiers yell on these front lines Don't know why, know why But demons come to test us sometimes In my scheme from longtime Defeat where you're confined