Crystal Clear

[Produced by: Statik Selektah]

[Intro: Royce Da 5'9"]

Sup niggas?

Man let's fuck around a little bit

Let me get my phone, let me get my phone

See what I got over here

Do some shit like this

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]

Population where I be is zero

If there's a prison out there that can fit me

I could stay, I'd copulate with her if she a C.O

Long as she don't gossip, I get her saved by the bell

You know that sloppy face, that's a crooked occupation

I'm wearing a crooked Ferragamo belt

I'm looking for Tatyana Ali, to get my jockey straight

Man I'm glad I got sober, I was out here 'bout to marry all the bitches

Plus the doctor said, I nearly almost did it

Five-nine is underrated, that's such an understatement

Fuck, man I might as well bury all the critics

Instead of buying chains, I'd rather buy a chain of WingStops

Don't compare me to these lames, please stop

I shoot up their venue, with a metaphor about myself

The marquee say the name, the name make the marquee pop

Blocka-blocka player listen here, I ain't here to play no games with you

Outting your career, like a meniscus tear

I'm the same nickel, tryna change little

All I did was stop drinking, that's when I found out I was rich in spirit

I don't got too many memories of this industry, just bits and pieces

Of beef and me driving my whip impaired, like (Skurr!)

Decisions, decisions, being made by the best ever

Respect the lyrics of the BMW stretch 7, the choice is yours

We just formed a new brotherhood called the, "Cut you off for nothing" crew

And yes we open the road with less brethren

When Statik Selektah decided he gon' let you have it

Call me for a verse, you'll have to call the payphone to church

And when it ring, I'll probably let the reverend grab it

Like "Aye, tell him last time, Black Thought killed me man"

[Hook: Royce Da 5'9"]

Real niggas doing real shit this year

Ain't shit change but the different spaceships to steer

It ain't a real bitch alive who can resist this here

Even fakes could see this real here, crystal clear

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]

Yeah, real niggas doing real shit this year

Pop off, it don't mean that you won the fight

It just mean that you in the fight, probably don't even wanna fight

You swinging at the fire, last nigga violating got invited to a bottle bash with us

You in the bitter denial, thinking we won't link with you

I tint the window on the Lincoln too, do the linking to all you "link in the bio" ass niggas

And I may even hire hitters, trade your last tweeting for your last beating

Get them bad people to smoke everything living in the name of your fire ass Twitter

The wolves got my back right, and we glad y'all shining

Let me repeat, we glad y'all shining

But this year, we got the softest group of artists in the history of Blues, R&B, Soul

For y'all to be so willing to be so blast off honest

We're Black pride, I'm astonished, I'm a full contact guy in the flag

Ball climate, it ain't a nigga from this era as resilient as me

I made a whole career off survival for millions to see

A nigga with a bottle, some will and some brilliance

Some beats for fulfillment, some children for peace

I spent at least ten years drunk, tryna do the impossible

Which is try to walk on water and not sink

And that's when I experienced the deep, that's something that I won't forget

Now I can lead millions to see while I'm soaking wet

God made y'all in image of SpongeBob so I gotta ask y'all, did it soak in yet?

I'm the top dog and without the SZA I split up the spitters

I feel like I'm Kendrick, we need the control cause I'm heartless

My sober side ain't all the way took over

I'm searching for artists to destroy to fill the void in my hollow trophy chest

But that's fam, not associates, I'm so focused that

Last night, swear to God I had a dream that I told Beyoncé "no"

Yes, no BS, tryna go to war with me is like messing with the Soviets

The lesson here is loud and clear

You wrestle with the stove while the stove is lit

You'll hug your way to hell but you ain't holding shit

[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]

Real niggas doing real shit this year

Ain't shit change but the different spaceships to steer

It ain't a real bitch alive who can resist this here

Even fakes could see this real here, crystal clear

Real niggas doing real shit this year