Loyalty & Love

I told Sweet Lew, "Keep grinding gotta get ya weight up
And stop worrying 'bout these hoes
'Cause once you get the money these hoes they come and go
'Cause you got some paper"
I heard these niggas want me gone, so I called my mom
And got another home, new crib without no neighbors
All them nights I been alone, swear it only made me strong
And I did it on my own, had to get my name up
Kamikaze, keep a big old stick, case you tryna line me
Abu Dhabi, hop up on this camel give me sloppy topping
Free big lonnie, new a big urus, fuck a Maserati
Stay with my slime, can't say his name 'cause he got some bodies

I need loyalty, I need love (need love)
Excuse me pardon me, I'm off these drugs (off these drugs)
My father proud of me, he a thug (he a thug)
And I done learned so much shit when I met Thug

I had to cut some niggas off, now my circle getting tighter
And I got through a lot of shit, but it only made me brighter
And I know it's gon' pay off, in the stu' doing all nighters
Last nigga played with me, he got burned fuck a lighter
Couple days ago, I was with Meek eating with some billionaires
They just motivating me to be a millionaire
Bo be home in couple days they let him out the gates
Me and court was eating sushi he told me I was great

I need loyalty, I need love (need love)
Excuse me pardon me, I'm off these drugs (off these drugs)
My father proud of me, he a thug
And I done learned so much shit when I met Thug

I need loyalty, I need love (love)
Excuse me pardon me, I'm off these drugs (drugs)
My father proud of me, he a thug (thug)
And I done learned so much shit when I met Thug

Everyday my niggas with me they get gifts like it's they b-day
I just think everyone against me
That's why I'm speeding on this freeway
I forgive God for all my sins
All these goddamn losses had to turn them to wins, yeah
Christian Dior, Louis V, you could name it my bitch got it
And I know she'll take a charge for me, 'cause she riding
I be thinking 'bout them times we had right on Collins
And how we had all these BB saggin' with the Robbins
Fuck the judge, how he gon' give my pops 85 to life?
Pops told me fuck all them guns, go pick up a mic
I know his cell real cold and he got some mice
And my heart so cold that's why I got some ice

I need loyalty, I need love (love)
Excuse me pardon me, I'm off these drugs
My father proud of me he, a thug (he a thug)
And I done learned so much shit when I met Thug

I need loyalty I need love (I need love)
Excuse me pardon me, I'm off these drugs (drugs)
My father proud of me he a thug (thug)
And I done learned so much shit when I met Thug



Credits
Writer(s): Lloyd Mckenzie, Payabyab Ralph Rustin Baysa
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