Loyalty v. Royalty

Belly & Gil Scott-Heron - Rap
Loyalty v. Royalty
2 Plays
Duration: 2:18
Lyrics
[Chorus: Gil Scott-Heron] [Verse 1: Belly] Look, I was dead broke, borrowin' money Never got acknowledgment from artists borrowin' from me I don't want the royalties, but when's the loyalty comin'? 'Cause the person that you've become is so unbecomin' What the fuck did you summon? (Demons) I'm mad you had to miss the whole come-up But you was with me for the cold summers I was spazzin' back when Manchin was jackin' Forerunners Walkin' round with bolt-cutters for the whole summer Shit I was on Adderall, Ritalin, Vyvanse Felt like Ayatollah in the city that I ran Whippin' in fryin' pans, puttin' fiends on a diet plan Put a pound of lean on my diaphragm Fivе bands just to get you hit like a bystand— (Er) Couldn't snitch if I wanted to, my lifе is a blur, I got the rifle, tryna stifle the urge I want the same legacy that Michael deserve, bitch, fuck what you heard [Chorus: Gil Scott-Heron] [Verse 2: Belly] It's too late now, who's the one lookin' two-faced now? My girl got the blue face AP and the screw face down So I'm skatin' on these bitches like I'm Lupe now I won't trust you with consignment, told 'em to pay now Before I gotta put a hollow in your toupee now Bitch, give me my flowers and my bouquet now (Touché) Every rapper gettin' soufflé'd now Every day I smoke a bag of this kush I would leave for good and never look back if I could Yesterday, I made a hit list and stapled it to a map of the woods Fuckin' crooks, you could never give me back what you took, they had it in for me Couldn't stand the thought of me havin' infamy Two guns, four drums, that's a tympani Hollows sing, some hum, that's a symphony What's the sense in me tellin' truth if they sensor me [Chorus: Gil Scott-Heron]
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Credits
- Writers
- Belly
- Gil Scott-Heron
- Richard Muñoz
- Faris Al-Majed
- Hit-Boy
- Corbett