R.O.C.K.S.T.A.R. Ill Bill - Royal Nights

A bag of purp and a purple bag
Tshirt Ralph Lauren
But it got a purple tag
Asher Ave gold chain polo bucket hat
Riding with a chick small titts and a perfect ass
Beastin'
Bitch all my niggas eatin'
Taught my brother how to fish so niggas never gotta feed him
Million dollar dreaming got me million dollar scheming
Imma get it out the mud til my heart stop beating
I'm just living life
Young boss getting tow up under city lights
If she ain't fuckin then she going home on foot tonight
Ol girl say I'm wrong i tell her fucking right
When my drank get low i tell her get me right
Spill tha liquor in my cup wit just a lil ice
She ain't drunk but she chillin' and she feeling nice
To drink with me you gotta pay the price
Royal nights
We count dollars and pop bottles
Royal nights
We shot callers wit top models
Royal nights
What a time to be alive
Royal Nights
My nigga its Royal Nights
Bending corner after corner
I'm watching out for twelve
Drankin burning marijuana
Been on it since we left
streets hotter than a sauna
Been keeping to myself
But i will pull up on ya
Especially bout my mail
Bout to slide to the other side
Phone call from Pride talking bout its money on the line
We bout to get that
My man 50 grand 50 bands we bout to split that
My girl keep quiet break her off like a kit kat
We done then we get back
She powdering her nose
Windows tinted for the privacy so anything goes
She a freak on that blow
She coming out her clothes
Getting dome while this goofy nigga blowing up her phone
She picked up the nigga wanna holla at me
check the bitch mane don't check me
Knom sayin'
Nigga listen to me
Yo girl been in the streets
And even when yall spending time she still missing a G
Royal nights
We count dollars and pop bottles
Royal nights
We shot callers wit top models
Royal nights
What a time to be alive
Royal Nights
My nigga its Royal Nights

Written by:
Brian Smith

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