, , , , , » Royalty Song Lyrics - Childish Gambino Albums Lyrics

Royalty Song Lyrics - Childish Gambino Albums Lyrics

Share this article :
I got a tab at the stone baby, this long
My little brother was having a little trouble
I hope that he doesn't care that it's in this song
And we in town lunchin' talking 'bout how to run things
He said atlanta wanted something waka, jeezy
And future got the streets locked down
Copycats making sure tip keep that crown
You fucking 'round with the truth
Went to see the roots
Quest brought me back on stage in a suit
I wear it hard cause niggas say that i'm soft
Even black thought thought i made it a little hard
I gotta be honest feeling like the other
Stuff is kinda behind us making jokes here and
There done got us some dollars i'm tryna show the whole world
What it is and it ain't a game you said homie stay the course
Ain't shit changed weird night and everybody was tipsy
Hanging out with questlove reminiscing 'bout whitney
He like, "man we can't even make it to 50?!"
That reminds me I sent a long text message
To my mom and pop I got the same speech
When i left 30 rock my mom like "why you wanna leave a good job?"
My dad said "do your thing boy don't stop"
Shout out to my nigga lou shout out to my nigga sway
For hanging out at the crib and telling me what you think

And never let these white people tell you how to feel
Never let anybody tell you how to feel I?
Back in the fourth grade family vacates
You know i did it all just to see my little sis by a waterfall
My great granddad bought his own feet to walk barefoot to virginia
To start his own peanut farm so don't be alarmed

Man i'm royalty jam of the week, v103 no cosign, no bovine
More swag, pull back on the punchlines
Starving, every track means lunch time
I'm a star, how could i not shine?
Fuck boys chase hype and ?
Chicks and niggas who stopped texting after 1.6
Steve g. Lover ain't nothing to fuck wit'
D money ain't nothing to fuck wit'
And what's a leader if he isn't reluctant
Too bad for y'all i'm blasting off
I'm not asher roth i don't sleep on my bread
Dick riders stay close i might flash a ball
Sometimes all this shit make a nigga feel guilty
I used to sleep with them roaches back of my mind though
I hope the show gets cancelled maybe then i can focus
Hawaii touch down go ahead baby put your shades on
East side! East side to the gravestone!
Brown liquor but my girl in bed-stuy
Nigga, you got drive like a sale at best buy
Hold up, hold up, we can do better
Put my voice on the track man that shit is much wetter
At the studio at 8 am hit the booth then eat
Nigga we ain't them nigga we ain't them!
Drop a line at your facebook status
Said that shit about a week ago you still mad at us
If there's something on your chest nigga let it out
Cause i'm the best da da da

No comments:

Post a Comment

 
Copyright © 2011. lyrics lyricist - All Rights Reserved