Rap Royalty
[Verse:VvG]
Get rich or die tryin'
My mom even love this shit cuz she know i ain't lyin
Watch your tongue or the goons will get you robbed here
All this work in one room; its like a job fair
Making musicals for niggas downloading in they cubicles
Keep that good-in just like the Cuba dude
Chain more colors than a Rubik's Cube
And it ain't nothing to cut her off to the cuticles
Nigga what?
Spoiling my daughter beyond her wildest dreams
De la Renta tags and stitches all on her seams
This like if Alpo never snitched or killed Mitch
I could pull a Silk Perry but the guilt scary
The biggest crib in NC besides the Biltmore
Can't you see all the thing a nigga built for?
On the road with 6 whores, followed by 6 more...
With some shit in the trunk niggas get killed for
Pops said get the gold AP tho
Rappers begging for your money, bet they go AP tho
Catch it?
And i ain't even disrespecting
But you can't talk big and expect for us not to check it nigga
Yea, They told me "Van Gogh dumb it down"
Im still serving half the artists when they come to town
While you looking at the credits put the disc down
Then inhale, if you in CLT then that's my shit now
Hopping off the plane, hopping in the new whips
Greeted by the smoothest chicks, smoking on the newest piff
Getting chips on some Jewish shit
I swear them out of town shows like recruiting trips
Bitch I'm balling
[Hook:]
Rap Royalty nigga
Don't come around with fake love screaming loyalty nigga
Ya Know? (x2)

Ok I been around the block, been around the game
Been around the world and its still the same thing
Make money, money, take money, money hey
Make money, money. take money, money

[Verse:]
I swear this blunt on a bullhorn; Morgan Freeman
Why the mentally enslaved talk more than free men?
They rather extend the clip than extend they hand
Rather exterminate than escalate they own fam
Trapped in they way of thinking
Matter fact, lil nigga you ain't trappin
You just selling grams
But me, I'm eating til the plate is finished
Shit gone in 60 seconds call it weight a minute
My chick heaven sent but i swear im way demented
Must have forgot who you jocked; early age Dementia
We take cake like Wake-Up Now
5 Star Pastry Chef how we bake up now
Uh, I dont ever dap you up cuz ya shit fake
Plus you working with the Jakes like Big State
My grandma never saw me drop a mixtape
So on her life, I swear to God to get my shit straight
It's strictly business, the RapGod's Eric Sermon
Can't even operate the car; the buttons still in German
Ha, No deterrence man I'm too determined
Ya chick backing up the mouth like she Richard Sherman
[Hook:]
Rap Royalty nigga
Don't come around with fake love
Screaming loyalty nigga (x2)

Ok I been around the block, been around the game
Been around the world and its still the same thing
Make money, money, take money, money hey
Make money, money. take money, money yeah

Verse(Lotta):
Look, ain't gotta scratch or a stain on me
You see I never fell victim to them hoes
You see I bring them bangers in a row
Them eyes on your moves shit i hardly ever see u with them closed
I set the standard my nigga, don't fuck it up
I gave effort, now its effortless
Niggas don't give enough
Lose your sight, you in fear of ya life
I just keep giving these hungry niggas moves to bite
You like....
"fuck the world, killing niggas till we all die!"
I'm more honesty and coping with your 3rd eye
See when i leave...they gon give me an applause
Don't treat a nigga like Kobe if u never seen em ball
Call it like u see it
I'm painting Mona Lisa's on every feature
Yo ass hurting from them bleachers
A legend in my own right; my own leader
But surrounded by the same type; this for the sleepers
Peace God, hood niggas smarter than the Geek Squad
Answer with a gem when the beat knocks
We dont never seek props; this only what we known to be
So if we doing business then you know i gotta own a piece
KING