[ Chorus ]
Way yo
Imma come thru with the bando
We robbing life with no plans tho
Imma teach you how im grown
Imma teach you how we blow
Fuck you for real you ain’t loyal
Truss me I ain’t no dumb no
I dunno I dunno I dunno
[ Chi ]
Fucking all over my energy
You acting GANGSTA
But cry for me
You acting rich
But can’t pay the fee
You acting street
But you scared to meet
Meet
Me
Tell on my face you stabbed me
Tell on my face you snitched me
Tell on my face you sold me
I be on the street
To see all my brothers
Cut it and and sell it to for the pay day
I be on the streets
To defend all my sisters
If bitches try pull up they gon pray
May Day
My way
Now you know who we blame
No we ain’t gone no shame
Fuck you think this a game ?
[Chorus]
Loyalty
We living large we got loyalty
We living real we got loyalty
We die for them we got loyalty
Loyalty
We living large we got loyalty
We living real we got loyalty
We on good blood yeah we royalty
Loyalty loyalty
[ Chi ]
Writing that check
And I put em on test
They want my best
But don’t know how to flex
I get my dollars
They ask me for sex
I do whatever
To reach the success
Truth is I’m blessed
I live with no stress
Before all that
Boy believe I was mess
I learned with less
And that I felt so depressed
I sniffed the line
Now I’m all up on my like prime time
Now I put up the gang sign
They can't be bad
Cause Im fine fine
I got respect on a thin line
Got all these bitches just calling my phone
They wanna know why their man they ain’t home
If you come thru bitch just lower your tone
Don’t disrespect when you step on my zone
Feeling that fucking freaky up
We bang on walls we got freaky on
If shit comes up we gon kick it off
You got the lambo we run it off
Run it off
All of my
All of my gang and my clique on a shot
All of my brother and sisters and loyals and mothers and GANGSTA’s all up on one spot
I got 10 seconds to tell on my story
The rich they search me to get up all cozy
I check on their glory
They pay champagne
And I sip that pill
All for no pain
All just to fuck up their brain
Before the fuck
Call up my hittas on game
They coming over
So know who to aim
This is my game and I ain’t got no shame
Way yo
Imma come thru with the bando
We robbing life with no plans tho
Imma teach you how im grown
Imma teach you how we blow
Fuck you for real you ain’t loyal
Truss me I ain’t no dumb no
I dunno I dunno I dunno
[ Chi ]
Fucking all over my energy
You acting GANGSTA
But cry for me
You acting rich
But can’t pay the fee
You acting street
But you scared to meet
Meet
Me
Tell on my face you stabbed me
Tell on my face you snitched me
Tell on my face you sold me
I be on the street
To see all my brothers
Cut it and and sell it to for the pay day
I be on the streets
To defend all my sisters
If bitches try pull up they gon pray
May Day
My way
Now you know who we blame
No we ain’t gone no shame
Fuck you think this a game ?
[Chorus]
Loyalty
We living large we got loyalty
We living real we got loyalty
We die for them we got loyalty
Loyalty
We living large we got loyalty
We living real we got loyalty
We on good blood yeah we royalty
Loyalty loyalty
[ Chi ]
Writing that check
And I put em on test
They want my best
But don’t know how to flex
I get my dollars
They ask me for sex
I do whatever
To reach the success
Truth is I’m blessed
I live with no stress
Before all that
Boy believe I was mess
I learned with less
And that I felt so depressed
I sniffed the line
Now I’m all up on my like prime time
Now I put up the gang sign
They can't be bad
Cause Im fine fine
I got respect on a thin line
Got all these bitches just calling my phone
They wanna know why their man they ain’t home
If you come thru bitch just lower your tone
Don’t disrespect when you step on my zone
Feeling that fucking freaky up
We bang on walls we got freaky on
If shit comes up we gon kick it off
You got the lambo we run it off
Run it off
All of my
All of my gang and my clique on a shot
All of my brother and sisters and loyals and mothers and GANGSTA’s all up on one spot
I got 10 seconds to tell on my story
The rich they search me to get up all cozy
I check on their glory
They pay champagne
And I sip that pill
All for no pain
All just to fuck up their brain
Before the fuck
Call up my hittas on game
They coming over
So know who to aim
This is my game and I ain’t got no shame
( CaruChi )
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