Loyalty
Malachi
Yea
I can't leave my brother we just wanna ball
I know I ain't perfect don't you see the scars
Loyalty the only thing we need to win
Yea I been to the bottom, won't go back again
No baby I can't save ya
I don't really want your love, I want this paper
Lately I been sipping liquor with no chaser
She turned me on but she couldn't turn the pain off
And they gon feel some type of way when I take off
And I would really hate me too so I can't blame y'all
And if I earned em' I would never take my chains off
You going back into them streets and that shit ain't smart
You put your dreams in a graveyard
And you ain't gang, you ain't one of us
I done bought the two-seater cause I used to take the bus
And they know I been savage foe' I was twenty-one
Soon as I saw the Patek I had to get me one
Kept it a hunnid for you, but you ain't did it for me
You ain't loyal to the fam, but you show love to the streets
Yea I know just who I am and I know who imma be
Imma make it out the spot where they were selling CD's on the block
Streets hard like knock
My lil youngin' way too blessed to go and die by the cops
I ain't give that boy a pistol, but I gave him a shot
Put my trust all in my bros and put my faith up in God
And we praying everyday to make it out
Hold me down, hold me down to the ground
You locked yourself inside, left me out
You was never real, I ain't even have a doubt
I can't leave my brother we just wanna ball
I know I ain't perfect don't you see the scars
Loyalty the only thing we need to win
I been to the bottom, won't go back again
No baby I can't save ya
I don't really want your love, I want this paper
Lately I been sipping liquor with no chaser
She turned me on but she couldn't turn the pain off
And they gon feel some type of way when I take off
And I would really hate me too so I can't blame y'all
And if I earned em' I would never take my chains off
You going back into them streets and that shit ain't smart
You put your dreams in a graveyard
Bitch I got my guys for life
And the got me too don't matter if I'm wrong or right
We might take your brother's soul if the price is right
But it's time to level up, it ain't time to fight
I been trynna show my brothers that this life could be better
You could hold a hunnid thou', or you could hold a Beretta
You could really make it out or you could stay here forever
And you ain't gotta be no rat to go and want a lil cheddar
Lawtown Imma bring the whole city up
Sold out shows you won't see me in the club
Bae I want this money, I don't even want your love
No, I can't be fucking with a scrub
No baby I can't save ya
I don't really want your love, I want this paper
Lately I been sipping liquor with no chaser
She turned me on but she couldn't turn the pain off
And they gon feel some type of way when I take off
Written by: Malachi BahouthLyrics © O/B/O DistroKidLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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