Skypp - Fix Yo' Crown (feat. Rhymefest, Allison Victoria & Jared Thompson) Lyrics

Lyrics Fix Yo' Crown (feat. Rhymefest, Allison Victoria & Jared Thompson) - Skypp



They be waiting for the perfect time
If you look you might see the signs
You know with power comes corruptions
I will stand with you my loved one
Don't ever let 'em see you down
Pick your head up and fix your crown
Where would I be without my backbone?
How could I eat without my trap phone?
They tell me heavy is the head, that wear the treasure
But luckily I got my queen, to ease the pressure
We on a cloud floating like a feather
Bought her a mink with leopard heels, leather pants, my guilty pleasure
She said if they don't want to spin it break your own records
We too respected not affected by a home wrecker
Uh! Royalty been the style, I'm so noble
The type to cash out before I even know the total
Wealthy in spirit the money just an illusion
You can't pay to be solid, what is you stupid?
Time to make a deposit I'll meet you at the castle
They're predicting our journey that's only half the battle
Keep your foot on their neck, crushing their Adam's apple
You belong to the top dog, they're gunning at you
My queen
Baby they're waiting for the perfect time
And if you look you might see the signs
You know with power comes corruptions
I will stand with you my loved one
Don't ever let 'em see you down
Pick your head up and fix your crown
Crown jewels in my heart, crown royal in my glass
Throw stones at the throne I will clown on your ass
I got heaven in the future from a hell of a past
Baby momma use to throw my daughter's mail in the trash
So she never got my love letters
I need to tell her, princess you're my successor
Such pressure on a diamond cause Chicago's rough
Niggas will promise you the world and never follow up
See, that's how they're cut (Watch)
Don't even talk just listen they're gonna fuck up (Got 'em)
See Solomon was gonna split the baby to solve the (Problem)
I'd rather split a bag and get a nigga mad
When I multiply my half and show 'em what he could've had
Fuck a could've should've would've when you grew up on the nine
And they never understood you, veil on they eyes
They could never see the enemy, or the inner me
Illiterate niggas can not read energy (King shit)
Coppers be waiting for the perfect time
If you look you might see the signs
You know with power comes corruptions
I will stand with you my loved one
Don't ever let 'em see you down
Pick your head up and fix your crown
This for the law with their crooked ass
You threw the cross ain't no looking back
We're the ones who keeps the hood intact
I know you hate to see us winning cause y'all built the trap
Follow my order hoe you work for me
Them suckas get away with murder in the third degree
The day's approaching when they hear us universally
Won't be no mercy, we tried to respond with courtesy
It's hurting me to see the way this shit played out
We keep potatoes for the beef but this ain't a steakhouse
More like a stake out
A prison you could never break out
Nobody's safe, I feel sorry for the ones who may doubt
Proceed with caution regardless a threat
This life is unpredictable collect all you can get
Sharpen your sword, load your gun, beg God to protect
My homie lived a decent life and got shot in the neck
Life is a bitch but she got my respect
Yeah yeah
With great power comes great responsibility
Shit, I'm with all the smoke



Writer(s): Byron Horton


Skypp - King of Indiana
Album King of Indiana
date of release
19-03-2021




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