Royalty - Nas, RaVaughn

Whatever you do, young king, don’t wind up dead

Young queen, cross your legs

Put a crown on your head and remove the chain

Even diamond chains are for slaves

Don’t set foot in no penitentiary

Oh, don’t taste the poison

No, don’t you bail on your family

No, no, no, no, no, no

'Cause they don’t know you’re royalty

But they gonna know when they see us

A known fraud once fell on his own sword

Scrawny as a fiend, he’ll tell on his own broad

His lady’s crazy, that bugs me

Behind her best friends back, she call her best friend baby ugly

Less than a week ago, he’s beatin' his dick to a freak he know

Talkin' dirty to him on speaker phone

Right before he cleaned up, his girl creeped up

Swung a knife, hit his cheekbone, made a deep cut

He holdin' his face, he out the door

She yellin' out the window, «You could stay with that whore»

Hours went past, stitched up with the gauze

Gettin' drunk by the store, smokin' blunts with some more

Fraud ass niggas who like to front and big talk, never swung on nobody

Never let a gun spark

Big '97 Benz with the old body, pulls up to the corner, out jumps his whole body

Whatever you do, young king, don’t wind up dead

Young queen, cross your legs

Put a crown on your head and remove the chain

Even diamond chains are for slaves

Don’t set foot in no penitentiary

Oh, don’t taste the poison

No, don’t you bail on your family

No, no, no, no, no, no

'Cause they don’t know you’re royalty (Nigga)

But they gonna know when they see us

Yo, football wives, basketball wives

Mistresses slash more tires with knives, they lookin for a dollar

I’m lookin' for a Joanne Chesimard to turn to Assata

Spot a king of diamonds, onyx, one bitch get it off the floor

Other chick, out of her mans pockets

What kind of shows you be watchin'?

It shows, this is how we choose who we should rock with

I’m thinkin' 'bout settling down again, have more seeds

Ten toes on the ground again, let hoes be

Nothin' like makin' love with somebody you love

Nothin' like comin' home to grub

Netflix, hugs with a wet kiss, the best shit

Take my mind off of makin' records

I need that moral support

Give me a reason to spoil you more

Make 'em jealous of who we are

Whatever you do, young king, don’t wind up dead

Young queen, cross your legs

Put a crown on your head and remove the chain

Even diamond chains are for slaves

Don’t step foot in a penitentiary

Oh, don’t taste the poison

No, don’t you bail on your family

No, no, no, no, no, no

'Cause they don’t know you’re royalty

But they gonna know when they see us

Tryna get my niggas legitimate, shit is ugly

My dude’s strugglin', drug dealer shit

Silhouette of a murderer, thug nigga, fitted Mets cap

Drunk, liquor bit, young black militant, just hopin' I hit a lick

A criminal’s wit, intelligence, still a menace each Guinness I sip

Brainy kid ideas, the visions I get

How this dude rich?

He snuck in with no citizenship

Motivation, so I get off my ass, I’ma star in a movie

Lookin' for my supportin' cast, read the Forbes pages

Lookin' at G4's, wish it could be more, pray I beat the court cases

Women with small waists, lonely, I ain’t too far

Smoke weed and count paper, I’m about paper and pussy

And buyin' the bar, fly ass niggas, y’all jealous of who we are

Whatever you do, young king, don’t wind up dead

Young queen, cross your legs

Put a crown on your head and remove the chain

Even diamond chains are for slaves

Don’t set foot in no penitentiary

Oh, don’t taste the poison

No, don’t you bail on your family

No, no, no, no, no, no

'Cause they don’t know you’re royalty

But they gonna know when they see us