Loyalty v. Royalty lyrics

by

Belly


[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 f*ck 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
sh*t 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, b*tch, f*ck 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 b*tches 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
b*tch, 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
f*ckin' 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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