The Crown ft. Lotus Ray Lyrics

Let's go

(Ah, ah ah, c'mon)

No one around I think for myself

Will I ever be found but I need some help

Family around I live for their health

Will I ever be there to wear the crown

If you hit the top 100 I don't even wanna listen (Man fuck that shit)

Cus that shit making me vomit like some undercooked chicken

Well actually I'd be shitting exactly on top you bitches (Yeah fuck you bitches)

You want the deal with the stacks so you capping to get riches

Say you about the music but taxing the competition

You forgot about the art once your dreams came to fruition (Fake ass)

I know your creative missing should prolly go sign to Vixen

You can stop fucking up this industry that I'll be fixing

If we rolling that flower you already know I'm gon mix it

Spliff it pass the pouch American Spirit don't fear it

This shit so loud that you can hear it

Got me staring at myself like who's this in the mirror (I'm high as shit)

Had some revelations my path never been clearer

Gonna blow up like them hips did with Shakira (Hips don't lie)

Just imagine as a kid your favorite superhero

I'm not an Irish man but call me Robert De Niro

No one around I think for myself

Will I ever be found but I need some help

Family around I live for their health

Will I ever be there to wear the crown

Ayo, listen

I ain't about all that glory and fame

Just tryna to make sure my shit not the same as you

Other fuckers man your tracks sound so lame

I be cooking up records to revolutionize the game

Sit down you little boy don't touch that it ain't a toy

I be grinding these session for hours you making noise

This shit means so much more than a grammy award choice

These people hear what you're saying but you're not using your voice

Mob Ties, false ties

It's a do or die world it gets colder with time (Ayo tell em Ray)

I fortified my curls with my colors a crime

Cops pulling out fines for the ones who's inclined (Yo fuck 12)

Niggas gotta get theirs before they take mines

It's the life of a black man taken down by his kind

Even though we the crutch and they the blind

We hold so much but they so divine? (Uh huh) Oh damn

Fine man, I do not fuck with your plans

I do not fuck with your brand (Man fuck that shit)

Fake shit won't ever stand

Fuck those grants and fuck those chants we ain't ya fans nigga

No one around I think for myself

Will I ever be found but I need some help

Family around I live for their health

Will I ever be there to wear the crown (Call me Robert De Niro)