Loyalty ft. Chris Valentine Lyrics

Too much royalties and no loyalties

Did a bid while young you employer free

People in the store fighting over toilet trees

Built my legacy my story like the end of creed

Handshakes with the devil goes to different levels

Stuck up in the ghetto looking like a rebel

A bunch of puppets in the game you not geppetto

See what Lance Armstrong did for medals

I need a legacy I could be 6 foot with shovels

It's hunting season nigga Hansel and Gretel

Pop died Kobe died it's hard to sleep

Jesus head around my neck you would think I preach

I'm going for my dreams now so quit to hating

I'm about to bubble like some fucking bacon

Babies having babies kids killing kids

Killed your mans for a gang but you did the bid

A lot of real love a lot of fake love

A lot of real niggas a lot of fake thugs

But who am I to judge

But who am I to judge

A lot of real love alot of fake love

A lot of real niggas alot of fake thugs

But who am I to judge

But who am I to judge

They say loyalty is royalty

If you do the crime he do the time you pay his lawyer fees

If you a codee don't make a peep when thought you speak

If they talking life a snitch ain't one you Alta see

This the shit they taught to me

That's the shit I grew up on

Real niggas is too important

If we become extinct the young shorties gonna be doomed for surely

Stick to moving on the court

Instead of moving thru the courts

Thuggin is life I promise you don't wanna do that sport

Even trapping changed I swear everything you see is different

Hustlers went down now it's scammers pieces missing

Free the real keep the weird I wish I could tweak the system

Trying to disrespect the family pop the trunk no speaker system

So I stick to reefer twisting

Pray to god I keep the vision

Your sins will never wash away all you can do is seek forgiveness

Knew that I would make it out from the stoop sweating tears

Add the blood every year

Probably got a liter missing

Oh yea

A lot of real love a lot of fake love

A lot of real niggas a lot of fake thugs

But who am I to judge

But who am I to judge

A lot of real love a lot of fake love

A lot of real niggas a lot of fake thugs

But who am I to judge

But who am I to judge