[Intro: Scuare] My favorite color is, blu Win the world series, but the-, lose Need a name change guess-, do. Do [Hook: Scuare] My favorite color is, (Royal) blu Win the world series, but the, (Royal) lose Need a name change guess, (Royal) do. Do [Verse 1: Scuare] She telling me, that she need some Smooth melody, let it be done Get the better weed then, get ahead of reason Bet she'll never forget about what develops, we've been To controlled in this music, soul, if the truth be told Then I got it (got it). She used to all of this, stupid politics. I prefer to be honest (honest), never really rap about the chronic. (f** it) Imma get up on it, til I'm fallin (Something) Holdin us together, I don't know if I could never be the one for you forever? But I promise- (love is) Not the thing that you needed (We been) Locked away for the weekend Begin, Contemplatin' not complicatin' our thoughts, by making this frequent Just do, and let it go, on to new incredible Thoughts not forsaking this secret, Peakin At the right time, speaking with a like mind, keep on debating this evening Even back when I didn't have a notion of rap On track to developing the dopest attack When less interesting pests, tend to test me, guess I'll invest in whats left of the best things [Pre-Chorus] I don't even know, no. You don't even know- This not my regular flow- I don't want to do this, stupid f**in' flow- Well I don't wanna know- I don't even know though- WE JUST WANNA BE ROYAL- I don't want to do this, stupid f**in' flow- [???] [Hook] [Verse 2: Scuare] Only give a f** about the things that never matter I just get up on a pattern Beat it up, until it's battered Seen enough meaningless chatter Ending up leading to sadness Having a feeling it adds up, but I-don't-know Nothing been happening to them The feelings that I've been exuding The feelings that gotten me on the beat And been stopping me from believing , that I could be tuned in Too many minutes, get too little use I a**ume, I already let too many loose Any news that I get, any truth I didn't choose Doesn't really matter, no room for excuse Still feeling incompetent, keep on dealing with all of it In repeated defeated, receive the key to be solving it. (Yeah) I'm sick of these sh**ty decisions. I see what our city needs in it Y'all just buy crowds, play the same shows Some new songs, with the same flows I guess it's for the love, if you say so Then, why the f** you rap about the bankroll Why the f** you rhyming bout the diamonds when in private you confide that you can't even afford to buy sh** Or provide the type of life that you thinking about When you writin, it's time quit hiding behind it Its time to get out of your mindset Its time to Just-let-go- [Pre Chorus] [Hook] X4