My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah
It's on to the bag, these niggas is mad, ain't got nothing to say to you I just trust the process and gave a f**k
You looking around for some hand-me-downs I'm all in, hands up, hands down, I'm the best around Catch me close to coast, I ain't settleTaking these flights, baby, I can do better Equipped for the storm, and enemy weather Still dripping, baby, you know I would ratherGo to Capone, lay in the, Cabana Blowing on Mary while she getting hammered She say that she love me, I don't understand herI'm all in her walls, I'm all in parameters Excuse my French, born in America, land of the slavesLord why we jade, won't hesitate to let em spray That's the sound of the hammer, I'm keeping it neutralI do it for balance, but don't tip the scale I'm converting to balance this worldwide I'm taking on challenges, just be aware I'm not hanging around amateurs, please watch your mouth I ain't come here to wrestle you This high-level conversation, whole lot of elevationI'm coming in with the keys, Its not vacant I'm turning on lights, the roaches, they hate itBut feeling like calli, thank God that I made it These niggas hate it long enough Don't say my name unless it's changing vibeIt took a while, but I got it all You niggas mad, but I'm too raw, nigga, so.
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah
Don't play with my name, baby, I'm not your toy It's a royal, I get it galore I'm in to find the things and more, for sureLord, we can go get it, just don't rub me wrong You know how it is when a dog get a bone
You eat it wild, then you leave it alone But you looking intriguing, so we can go different Let's look at these flights, baby, we can go missingLay under the sky, look at these stars We in different times, but, we on one accord I can tell that you want it by the way that you on itNo, you not playing, I can tell that you on it She dropping it low, oh, no, I don't move She bringing it back, I know what to doGirl, you amazing, you got so much flavor Rubbing me wrong, I don't think she can do itSo royal, you're the music producer I'm trying to go foreign, and I stay domesticMommy say she like my swag, I say thank you much It come with the bag, these niggas is brokeThat ain't no joke, came down in here funny, we all getting moneyNo, you can't stop it, you spill it, I'm off it, you screw it, I chop itShe bust it down, drop it low, get it popping, it's something I doNever was regular, that's you and your crew Shining is something I do on the regular
Vacating cities only for a player I've been stacking bread, I'm good, not Gucci She been taking D**K, she good, not a groupie It's like this forever, you thought I would lose I'm still stacking paper, nigga, how about you? Ear to the streets, let them know that I'm listening.
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah
So Royal The Music Producer - Royal 24 Lyrics
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My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah
It's on to the bag, these niggas is mad, ain't got nothing to say to you I just trust the process and gave a f**k
You looking around for some hand-me-downs I'm all in, hands up, hands down, I'm the best around Catch me close to coast, I ain't settleTaking these flights, baby, I can do better Equipped for the storm, and enemy weather Still dripping, baby, you know I would ratherGo to Capone, lay in the, Cabana Blowing on Mary while she getting hammered She say that she love me, I don't understand herI'm all in her walls, I'm all in parameters Excuse my French, born in America, land of the slavesLord why we jade, won't hesitate to let em spray That's the sound of the hammer, I'm keeping it neutralI do it for balance, but don't tip the scale I'm converting to balance this worldwide I'm taking on challenges, just be aware I'm not hanging around amateurs, please watch your mouth I ain't come here to wrestle you This high-level conversation, whole lot of elevationI'm coming in with the keys, Its not vacant I'm turning on lights, the roaches, they hate itBut feeling like calli, thank God that I made it These niggas hate it long enough Don't say my name unless it's changing vibeIt took a while, but I got it all You niggas mad, but I'm too raw, nigga, so.
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah
Don't play with my name, baby, I'm not your toy It's a royal, I get it galore I'm in to find the things and more, for sureLord, we can go get it, just don't rub me wrong You know how it is when a dog get a bone
You eat it wild, then you leave it alone But you looking intriguing, so we can go different Let's look at these flights, baby, we can go missingLay under the sky, look at these stars We in different times, but, we on one accord I can tell that you want it by the way that you on itNo, you not playing, I can tell that you on it She dropping it low, oh, no, I don't move She bringing it back, I know what to doGirl, you amazing, you got so much flavor Rubbing me wrong, I don't think she can do itSo royal, you're the music producer I'm trying to go foreign, and I stay domesticMommy say she like my swag, I say thank you much It come with the bag, these niggas is brokeThat ain't no joke, came down in here funny, we all getting moneyNo, you can't stop it, you spill it, I'm off it, you screw it, I chop itShe bust it down, drop it low, get it popping, it's something I doNever was regular, that's you and your crew Shining is something I do on the regular
Vacating cities only for a player I've been stacking bread, I'm good, not Gucci She been taking D**K, she good, not a groupie It's like this forever, you thought I would lose I'm still stacking paper, nigga, how about you? Ear to the streets, let them know that I'm listening.
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah
It's on to the bag, these niggas is mad, ain't got nothing to say to you I just trust the process and gave a f**k
You looking around for some hand-me-downs I'm all in, hands up, hands down, I'm the best around Catch me close to coast, I ain't settleTaking these flights, baby, I can do better Equipped for the storm, and enemy weather Still dripping, baby, you know I would ratherGo to Capone, lay in the, Cabana Blowing on Mary while she getting hammered She say that she love me, I don't understand herI'm all in her walls, I'm all in parameters Excuse my French, born in America, land of the slavesLord why we jade, won't hesitate to let em spray That's the sound of the hammer, I'm keeping it neutralI do it for balance, but don't tip the scale I'm converting to balance this worldwide I'm taking on challenges, just be aware I'm not hanging around amateurs, please watch your mouth I ain't come here to wrestle you This high-level conversation, whole lot of elevationI'm coming in with the keys, Its not vacant I'm turning on lights, the roaches, they hate itBut feeling like calli, thank God that I made it These niggas hate it long enough Don't say my name unless it's changing vibeIt took a while, but I got it all You niggas mad, but I'm too raw, nigga, so.
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah
Don't play with my name, baby, I'm not your toy It's a royal, I get it galore I'm in to find the things and more, for sureLord, we can go get it, just don't rub me wrong You know how it is when a dog get a bone
You eat it wild, then you leave it alone But you looking intriguing, so we can go different Let's look at these flights, baby, we can go missingLay under the sky, look at these stars We in different times, but, we on one accord I can tell that you want it by the way that you on itNo, you not playing, I can tell that you on it She dropping it low, oh, no, I don't move She bringing it back, I know what to doGirl, you amazing, you got so much flavor Rubbing me wrong, I don't think she can do itSo royal, you're the music producer I'm trying to go foreign, and I stay domesticMommy say she like my swag, I say thank you much It come with the bag, these niggas is brokeThat ain't no joke, came down in here funny, we all getting moneyNo, you can't stop it, you spill it, I'm off it, you screw it, I chop itShe bust it down, drop it low, get it popping, it's something I doNever was regular, that's you and your crew Shining is something I do on the regular
Vacating cities only for a player I've been stacking bread, I'm good, not Gucci She been taking D**K, she good, not a groupie It's like this forever, you thought I would lose I'm still stacking paper, nigga, how about you? Ear to the streets, let them know that I'm listening.
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah You can stop all of that chit chat, yeah
My nigga, yeah
Writer: Joshua Mott
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid