Royalty - XXXTentacion, Ky-Mani Marley, Stefflon Don

Royalty inna mi bloodline

Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines

And though I know

Our demons come to test us sometimes

Dem ah scheme from long time

Defeat we nuh come find

Royalty inna mi bloodline

Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines

And though I know

Our demons come to test us sometimes

Dem ah scheme from long time

Defeat we nuh come find

Yeah, mi haffi

Big up, yo

Big up, yo, big up, yo

I can't run nuttin fi you

You is badman fi di bread when dem all get job

Big up, yo

Big up, yo, big up, yo

Gyaldem ah Kingston

Every one dem body wanna hear me on this one

Man, it's cool until the shit change

Wanna use me for the money and the cars, yeah, the big Range

Yeah, it's funny how shit change

All shorty want is young nigga's drawers, that shit stains

In the pool house, Biscayne

Now I'm in the coupe with a crib big as Curtis Payne

Never can forget all the nights it was just pain

Now I'm finna come for the throne, don't forget, mayne

Royalty inna mi bloodline

Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines

And though I know our demons come to test us sometimes

Dem ah scheme from long time

Defeat we nuh come find

Nuff ting I get luck off

Iced-out rings nah come off

Clean from mi born till ah gyal she fi drop off

We can't stop, we ah rise, we ah take off

For di gyal I set trends

Name just hop up upon di ends

Take me on top pon a somethin' till it bends

You ain't a friend

Badmind, we nuh 'fraid of dem

Win, we ah win till it end

Royalty inna mi bloodline

Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines

And though I know

Our demons come to test us sometimes

Dem ah scheme from long time

Defeat we nuh come find

His Imperial Majesty Haile Selassie, so we royal

Triple-X crew, so we loyal

Big batty, fat pussy, broad gyal

Come here, back it up, gyal, buss a while, mm hmm

Be looking like 10, I leave the 9, mm hmm

Miami gyal, Caribbean wine

Yardies say you're a real buddy bucka

Yankees say you a bad muthafucka

Ky-Mani, ooh, waan see why they can't work the 'Ami

Why I like the rhymey

Man grimey crimey

Can't style me, parri

Man XXX to Tentación

Pull up on di men seh like taximan

Nah spray cologne, we spray hot metal

Real badman like Sandokan

Real hot gyal badman go pon

Anywhere we walk di street governed

No fairytale, no Alice, no Peter Pan

Versace style, Louis V pattern

We strike di street hard, no FIFA plan

Teach yuh fam it will be a hard victory in yuh land

We born fi get dough, nuh need no man

We life ah sow doubts, riddlerman

We balls ah work, we are di breeders and

Hard life wit it, badman riddim

Smoke high grade and fly like pigeon

Real badman, we nuh haffi have image

Score like scrimmage inna any gyal village

Fuck dem wicked, now squeeze out liquid

Sharpshooter like Billy The Kid

Haffi live twice fi di tings that we did

DJ, tell dem we wild and wicked

Royalty inna mi bloodline

Got soldiers, yeah, on these front-lines

And though I know

Our demons come to test us sometimes

Dem ah scheme from long time

Defeat we nuh come find