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Too loyal... for my own good

2021

Love me for me?

Do you love me for me?
Or love me for the flick?
This shit confusin’ me
Had to strap myself with the drip
I’m blinded by jewellery
I got enough Louis on me
So I got more for my bitch
I get love now that I’m lit
But what would they do when they flew with me?
Maybe they usin’ me
But this ain’t news to me
How’d you wanna eat food with me?
(turn up)
But you wouldn’t wanna get locked up have to share a loo with me
Do you stay true to me
Do you stay true?

How loyalty become a risk?
But I still leave it to chanc?
Same way bro hit up from far
(?) blank and he missed
Sam? way you can just catch from wine and dine
Or catch on toe when he live
I’m being way too loyal
And I got burnt, it is what it is
All my flashes I got no cases
And I still feel like a fugitive
And when the worst gets done no talkin’
He knows what loose lips can do to ships
I can bring her to (?)
I still feel lonely I’m rich
Me and these niggas are the same I’m feeling like Mist
You know how it gets in the jail
She could be the one that’s throwin’ up fists
She my holdie but is she loyal
She left to visit her blowin’ a kiss
If she said what I can do for you
You might not know 'til crossing that bridge

Do you love me for me?
Or love me for the flick?
This shit confusin’ me
Had to strap myself with the drip
I’m blinded by jewellery
I got enough Louis on me
So I got more for my bitch
I get love now that I’m lit
But what would they do when they flew with me?
Maybe they usin’ me
But this ain’t news to me
How’d you wanna eat food with me?
(turn up)
But you wouldn’t wanna get locked up have to share a Louis with me
Do you stay true to me
Do you stay true?

If you ever come home to a night take her 200 quid
Oh now niggas ain’t give a 100 but still I ain’t burned that bridge
My friends kept phones and I had them pop on the wanted list
How we ever wonder ‘fore it works on them
But it used to be the ones we were wanted with
I’mma fly (?)
They tryna prove I’m not law abiding
I’m just tryna pour and feed the family
Kobe Bryant
These niggas ain’t loyal they better off my cell
Blood in the soil, it’s full of pythons
We can never let bygones be bygones
Toured them out in the summer
Feelin’ like Roddy I ain’t tryna die young
And the (?) lane jumped in the Prada
And it’s comin on nylon
Chucky and Dior runners
Charge it to the come up
I got lit now she wanna be loved but
(turn, turn, turn)

Do you love me for me?
Or love me for the flick?
This shit confusin’ me
Had to strap myself with the drip
I’m blinded by jewellery
I got enough Louis on me
So I got more for my bitch
I get love now that I’m lit
But what would they do when they flew with me?
Maybe they usin’ me
But this ain’t news to me
How’d you wanna eat food with me?
(turn up)
But you wouldn’t wanna get locked up have to share a Louis with me
Do you stay true to me
Do you stay true?

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How loyalty become a risk?
But I still leave it to chanc?
Same way bro hit up from far
(?) blank and he missed
Sam? way you can just catch from wine and dine
Or catch on toe when he live
I’m being way too loyal
And I got burnt, it is what it is
All my flashes I got no cases
And I still feel like a fugitive
And when the worst gets done no talkin’
He knows what loose lips can do to ships
I can bring her to (?)
I still feel lonely I’m rich
Me and these niggas are the same I’m feeling like Mist
You know how it gets in the jail
She could be the one that’s throwin’ up fists
She my holdie but is she loyal
She left to visit her blowin’ a kiss
If she said what I can do for you
You might not know 'til crossing that bridge

If you ever come home to a night take her 200 quid
Oh now niggas ain’t give a 100 but still I ain’t burned that bridge
My friends kept phones and I had them pop on the wanted list
How we ever wonder ‘fore it works on them
But it used to be the ones we were wanted with
I’mma fly (?)
They tryna prove I’m not law abiding
I’m just tryna pour and feed the family
Kobe Bryant
These niggas ain’t loyal they better off my cell
Blood in the soil, it’s full of pythons
We can never let bygones be bygones
Toured them out in the summer
Feelin’ like Roddy I ain’t tryna die young
And the (?) lane jumped in the Prada
And it’s comin on nylon
Chucky and Dior runners
Charge it to the come up
I got lit now she wanna be loved but
(turn, turn, turn)