Trae Trae, EastSide Baby - Loyalty Lyrics

Loyalty can't be taught you cross me once so I'm just done with dat
I roll dat L up inna l and I just get it back
I realize these niggas bitching and faking for the internet
Ian really in to dat
All dat talking boy like nigga what you getting at
Too raw on the beat I give her meat like a butcher
I'm cuttin up
Why you cappin cut it out

So many damn cents wit no sense
We was hitting Liccs jumpin over fences
Pussy boy sit on yo ass you ain amounting to shit
The only cure for the struggle is to hustle
I'm in my own lane needa whole damn bank fuck ah duffle
These niggas ah cross you like ah crossword puzzle
Ion trust em if he ain ah mud brudda
Cause I know dey all down to slide like some butter
And we got the drop we go burst like ah gusher
Young nigga on one yea yea yea
Roll a blunt of strong and get in my element
It ain't been the same since grandma been heaven sent
To keep it real man that shit don't cost one cent
These niggas flaw as fuck so I can't feel that shit
I know I'm meant for this
I'm fresh like peppermint
It ain't just on me it's in me and all the real gotta feel me

Loyalty can't be taught you cross me once so I'm just done with dat
I roll dat L up inna l and I just get it back
I realize these niggas bitching and faking for the internet
Ian really in to dat
All dat talking boy like nigga what you getting at
Too raw on the beat I give her meat like a butcher
I'm cuttin up
Why you cappin cut it out

Lately I've been gambling with my life
Like I'm shooting dice
I just wanna grind, I just want mine let a young nigga shine
Don't leave me in the blind
Don't go against the team
We all seeing green I ain't never serve no fiend
Broke my ankle but I'm still thuggin, Ruff Ruggin
Really came from nothing
You the type of nigga tuck yo tell, when a nigga letting off shells
Man you soft as hell
Copping pleas nigga please
Got yo bitch on her knees she my main squeeze
Pussy nigga come and cop you some P's
Another loss ain't shit to a young boss
And I got these niggas pissed off
Yea I'm something like Rick Ross
Layed back way back, quick to push a nigga wave cap
Stay stap yea we on the fucking map

Loyalty can't be taught you cross me once so I'm just done with dat
I roll dat L up inna l and I just get it back
I realize these niggas bitching and faking for the internet
Ian really in to dat
All dat talking boy like nigga what you getting at
Too raw on the beat I give her meat like a butcher
I'm cuttin up
Why you cappin cut it out