R O Y A L T Y Lyrics
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Expect all lyrics to be completed and posted today/tomorrow.
- Royalty
- We Ain’t Them (produced by Childish Gambino and Ludwig)
- One Up feat. Steve G. Lover (produced by Childish Gambino)
- Black Faces feat. Nipsey Hussle (produced by Boi-1da)
- Unnecessary feat. ScHoolboy Q and Ab-Soul (produced by Childish Gambino)
- Shoulda Known (produced by Childish Gambino)
- R.I.P. feat. Bun B (produced by Childish Gambino)
- American Royalty feat. RZA and Hypnotic Brass Ensemble (produced by Childish Gambino)
- It May Be Glamour Life feat. Ghostface Killa (produced by Mike Murda)
- Toxic feat. Danny Brown (produced by skywlkr)
- Silk Pillow feat. Beck (produced by Childish Gambino and Beck)
- They Don’t Like Me feat. Chance The Rapper (produced by skywlkr)
- Arrangement feat. Gonage (produced by Childish Gambino)
- Won’t Stop feat. Danielle Haim of Haim (produced by Childish Gambino and Ludwig)
- Bronchitis (produced by Beck)
- Wonderful feat. Josh Osho (produced by Boi-1da)
- Make It Go Right feat. Kilo Kish (produced by Childish Gambino)
- Real Estate feat. Alley Boy, Swank and Tina Fey (produced by Childish Gambino)
(via gambinogirls)
Source: forever-childish
CG new mixtape album cover. It’s officially called R O Y A L T Y.

Make ‘Em Mad • Steve G. Lover III feat. Childish Gambino
Not an official track, but officially released on the younger Glover’s new mixtape, Summer of Steve, which dropped last night.
Shoulda Known
…from R O Y A L T Y
One love
You can let it out
You can let it out
You can let it out ‘cause
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
‘Bino, I’m so for real-o
Green like I’m Cee Lo
Hangin’ out with Kilo Kish
Smokin’ on that keisha
I’mma need that Visa
I’m workin’ on everything that I’m touchin’, man
I’m bustin’ two white Russians
Drinkin’ themselves, but it still ain’t nothin’
Yo, it’s East Side if you can’t tell
North Decatur and Glendale
So fuck y’all, all y’all, if y’all don’t like me—good
Put that on my partner man, I wish a nigga would
I’m sayin’ we ain’t playin’, man, I hope that’s understood
I’m in my zone, though
Fuckin’ ‘round with that 4-0
Eatin’ my mama’s salmon but skippin’ on the risotto
Girl said that she need the follow
Tweet her and she’ll do any
Man, I’m trying to stay off, readin’ ‘em makes me angry
On the back of the tour bus, recordin’ the two of us
Stacks at the Apple store, man, this ballin’ is new to us
Tryin’ to make amends
Bailin’ on all my friends
Niggas went to the clubs
And a beat to Gucci instead
Man, I’m feelin’ right
My nigga Fam yellin’, “Don’t stop”
And half my crew is always faded on some lowtop
Stopped drinkin’ for the most part
My only vices all our pictures on my laptop
You screamin’ at me, sayin’, “I ain’t what you really want”
Christina’s parents, baby, all I make is Milians
We got the shows, we got the paper, but I want respect
So tell them haters we ain’t quittin’ yet
Let ‘em know
One love
You can let it out
You can let it out
You can let it out ‘cause
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
One love
You can let it out
You can let it out
You can let it out ‘cause
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
One love, the thing that hasn’t changed
My parents lost their job, it’s so cold in the A
Now that I’m one percent, I send most of it home
I want to stunt but she need to pay off her student loans
And everybody sayin’, “Get it while you hittin’, man
We want them harder beats, that 808, you slippin’, man”
Dude is so stupid, poppin’ anything they hand me
On that parking lot, pimpin’ and politickin’ in Miami
In that home of the D where they sell that cake batter
Heard a voice in the back, came from all the fake rappers
That I shitted on, shitted on
Shitted on, shitted on
Rap your soul, dude, let the mic blaze
Show ‘em A-Town, East Side, all day
I put it on, I put it on
I put it on, I put it on
Life is somethin’ IMAX
Film is at a climax
I ain’t even started
Was it stupid I departed?
Man, probably, but now we do the things we always wanted
I’m proud of me, ‘cause I am undoubtedly a force to be reckoned with
Please somebody cum laude me
Graduated, anticipated the hatred and doubted me
Not a prodigy, just a hard worker from the dean’s list
When most these rappers doin’ so-so like a seamstress, Jesus
One love
You can let it out
You can let it out
You can let it out ‘cause
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
One love
You can let it out
You can let it out
You can let it out ‘cause
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
One love
You can let it out
You can let it out
You can let it out ‘cause
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
One love
You can let it out
You can let it out
You can let it out ‘cause
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
I shoulda known, I shoulda known
One Up
…from R O Y A L T Y
Yeah, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t likin’ what we doin’? Shut up
You ain’t likin’ what we doin’? Shut up
We got that extra life, nigga, one up
[Steve G. Lover]
Yeah, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t likin’ what we doin’? Shut up
You ain’t likin’ what we doin’? Shut up
We got that extra life, nigga, one up
Yeah, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t likin’ what we doin’? Shut up
You ain’t likin’ what we doin’? Shut up
We got that extra life, nigga, one up
‘Bino what the dealy, I heard that flow was silly
I heard you was so East Side and that pussy your Achilles
But really it’s time to get up, smokin’ on that get-up
‘Bino lay it down and work it out like a sit up
I’m feelin’ like a winner, my livin’ be so easy
My old girl look Leona, my new girl look Yukimi
So illy, I got espressos, mi mami give me besos
Shades on my face, Armani helping me lay low
D-Money get his name, these other niggas lame
These niggas used to hate me, I guess ain’t nothin’ changed
Shotgun in the Porsche, she don’t know where we goin’
“American Royalty” on that YOLO, Ralph Lauren
It’s that city where Luda be, stuntin’ was new to me
But now we killin’ paper, fuck it, I might just shoot a G
Leave your face open like you Breezy, I mean it
Nobody need to see nobody leakin’, believe me
Yeah, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t likin’ what we doin’? Shut up
You ain’t likin’ what we doin’? Shut up
We got that extra life, nigga, one up
Yeah, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t likin’ what we doin’? Shut up
You ain’t likin’ what we doin’? Shut up
We got that extra life, nigga, one up
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