Young Royalty by Shy Diago Lyrics
{Verse 1:}
Unh
The lineage of a king is royal blood
So I’ll make sure my children don’t become donors when they grow up
They’ll show up to the corrupt only to watch ‘em lowlifes throw up
Cuz you none of you rappers can handle a flow this sick
Watch me up the beat, but don’t move outta yo seats
Without raisin’ your hands, cause this class it ain’t over
You’re wasting my time with all of your shenanigans
But when push comes to shove e’ryone’ll tip over like mannequins
Let’s go! They don’t like it when I frontin’
I ball, you fall, man that’s just how the game’s played
You make a rapper so nauseous I won’t be cautious when I go
Tear through your whole careers even though mine’s just got started I’m in the streets
Reppin’ the hardworking, my dawgs workin’, and you?
Workin’ out my music’ll work you outta your mind
Your own businesses the whole business is a home business
Rippin’ up the scene, R.I.P. all my peers
You’ll find out in time that my bars are sublime
Don’t know no one so tough that they can handle the rhymes
Truth
{Verse 2:}
Switchin’ around the beat, right? left y’all gazin’
Star gazin’ since you lookin’ right at a bright star
That’ll shine on for years, cuz I just feed on your tears
They pool all around me so I hit the 8 ball
Competition? No se el significado thank God though
Yo se exactamente quienes son tus madres
Other rappers de aqui? Don’t waste your time on their garbage
Cuz that’s what they spit, shit. I mean at the point
Where all the verses uttered are versus them, you gotta ask
Like why even bother speakin’? You schemin’ your own demons
And their music is so depressing that if you had come up with
13 recent songs they’d be my 13 reasons why
{Outro:}
Bitch
Truth
Unh
The lineage of a king is royal blood
So I’ll make sure my children don’t become donors when they grow up
They’ll show up to the corrupt only to watch ‘em lowlifes throw up
Cuz you none of you rappers can handle a flow this sick
Watch me up the beat, but don’t move outta yo seats
Without raisin’ your hands, cause this class it ain’t over
You’re wasting my time with all of your shenanigans
But when push comes to shove e’ryone’ll tip over like mannequins
Let’s go! They don’t like it when I frontin’
I ball, you fall, man that’s just how the game’s played
You make a rapper so nauseous I won’t be cautious when I go
Tear through your whole careers even though mine’s just got started I’m in the streets
Reppin’ the hardworking, my dawgs workin’, and you?
Workin’ out my music’ll work you outta your mind
Your own businesses the whole business is a home business
Rippin’ up the scene, R.I.P. all my peers
You’ll find out in time that my bars are sublime
Don’t know no one so tough that they can handle the rhymes
Truth
{Verse 2:}
Switchin’ around the beat, right? left y’all gazin’
Star gazin’ since you lookin’ right at a bright star
That’ll shine on for years, cuz I just feed on your tears
They pool all around me so I hit the 8 ball
Competition? No se el significado thank God though
Yo se exactamente quienes son tus madres
Other rappers de aqui? Don’t waste your time on their garbage
Cuz that’s what they spit, shit. I mean at the point
Where all the verses uttered are versus them, you gotta ask
Like why even bother speakin’? You schemin’ your own demons
And their music is so depressing that if you had come up with
13 recent songs they’d be my 13 reasons why
{Outro:}
Bitch
Truth