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Too Loyal
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Teejayx6
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To the wrong people, I'm too loyal, my b*t*h, she just too spoiled And these n***as want too much, I did what I can do for you N***as wearing fake clothes, SRT's, we?race?those I?think the Devil?took my soul,?I think your b*t*h just took my soul I think I want to just go to the mall right now just so I can spend a roll Look at my ice, this sh*t be blinging, middle of the Summer, but I'm still cold Fly out to Oakland, check out my groves, yeah, drugs taking my soul Yeah, n***as taking my flow, I must inspire 'em, I don't even know I'm too rich, n***a, you ain't even close I was getting high, n***a, I ain't even vote I'm in Miami, we hanging with zoes Remember hitting them stores Can't even go to your hood you provoke I was in the hood, n***a, I was just broke Tryna run up, he done got his sh*t broken Made the big plate, now we in here toasting In the hood with gang, just chilling and smoking Game done changed, these n***as out softer Left for a lame, she knew it was gon' cost her Almost caught a case for murder order To the wrong people, I'm too loyal, my b*t*h, she just too spoiled And these n***as want too much, I did what I can do for you Miss them old days, I wish I had a time portal Money keep calling my name, so I don't got no time for you To the wrong people, I'm too loyal, my b*t*h, she just too spoiled And these n***as want too much, I did what I can do for you Miss them old days, I wish I had a time portal Money keep calling my name, so I don't got no time for you Shh, stuck in a traffic jam Unc' keep calling for a half a gram N***as ain't even know I had to beg Yeah, f**k n***a, 'bout to jack your man Remember that Astro van, me and propane chasing the racks and bands Gritted it out, now I just sit on the couch waiting on the pack to land Rich as cream, VV's in my Cubans and my Byzantine Emeralds in this Patek wrist looking like some Listerine When it come to the 'caine and the drank, they call me Mr. Clean Youngin pants hunting in the cold, I seen't him with them jeans Ran up a check in the slums Me and box, we had a hell of a run Cash 'em out all, I ain't catching no fronts Brodie gon' up if I tell him to dump Iraqs in my b*t*hes from that Pyrex in my kitchen Racking up them banditos, tryna grind up on the ticket, let's get it To the wrong people, I'm too loyal, my b*t*h, she just too spoiled And these n***as want too much, I did what I can do for you Miss them old days, I wish I had a time portal Money keep calling my name, so I don't got no time for you To the wrong people, I'm too loyal, my b*t*h, she just too spoiled And these n***as want too much, I did what I can do for you Miss them old days, I wish I had a time portal Money keep calling my name, so I don't got no time for you
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