Royalty

Don’t listen to them niggas
It’s already hard to learn to love yourself

Baby girl don’t listen to them niggas
It’s already hard to learn to love yourself
And they make it hard to buy & add new pressure
But we understand but only time will tell
I believe niggas overly overly over look females overies
Morbidly treated horribly baby girl you’re royalty
I feel this is needed us niggas were to conceited
These women carry our fetus
But still we overlook their meaning damn

Overlooked like over cooked food
No coloring no color books
Get this understood I never meant to hurt you
You tha one I want I thank tha who birth you
Let me nourish you cute dimples & tha sweet perfume
On everything you to perfect three perfect three perfect
Paid hunnids racks for my baby
Name a nigga doin tha same thing
Iced out like a brain freeze
Have me ballin on you I spray threes
Got your ex doin strange things
Would you let him know that your man crazy
Tell tha nigga that he shady & that don’t phaze me or pay me
Now I got you right where I want ya
Let me do tha things that he want do
Come kick it wit me like Kung fu
I’m tha white benz like cold food
Now I got you right where I need you
Baby I just wanna please you
Them red bottoms they bleed through
So when you walk through I see you

Baby girl don’t listen to them niggas
It’s already hard to learn to love yourself
And they make it hard to buy & add new pressure
But we understand but only time will tell
I believe niggas overly overly over look females overies
Morbidly treated horribly baby girl you’re royalty
I feel this is needed us niggas were to conceited
These women carry our fetus
But still we overlook their meaning damn

Escalated tha situation my motivation
She aggravated I’m goin places staying out lately
She don’t know that if I don’t go I can’t uphold this lifestyle
I gotta pipe down I gotta
Get them baby peep tha kid handle the situation
Hold on if you want all of my time you got to hol up
That designer don’t come behind you gotta know that
Yea you gotta know that
Live it how you kill it
Baby You ain’t really no help at all
Look at all the niggas she stepping on
Really baby you got to look at yourself
You know you got it you know you got it
You know you got it girl
Tell them niggas be quiet look at the mileage
You driving them crazy girl