| Yo, yo, yo, it’s on it right now
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| Say a 1, 2
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| Yo, you dun know B
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| Shoutout Robin Banks and FB
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| You know what I’m sayin?
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| Realest niggas in the fuckin' city B
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| Loyalty is priceless nigga
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| Loyalty brings royalty (oooo yo yo rewind that, rewind that let me say that
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| again)
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| Shoutout Robin Banks and FB
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| Hardest in the fuckin' city
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| Loyalty brings royalty, nigga
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| Boy Gully, soon free up
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| (Robin Banks)
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| Ouu
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| This watch is so timeless
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| Diamonds on it dancin'
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| I can’t tell you what the time is
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| Ouuuuuu
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| Pull up and I hear silence
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| Cuz they know my shooters gon' leave em waitin' for sirens
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| Sometimes you might catch me with my bitch
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| But everyday I’m with my bros, so how can I switch?
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| Loyalty so priceless, I can never switch or snitch
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| No matter what the price is
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| Ouuuuuuu
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| No matter what the price is
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| Ouuuuuuu
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| Loyalty so priceless
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| Ouuuuuuu
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| Loyalty so priceless
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| I can never switch or snitch, no matter what the price is
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| Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuu (x2)
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| Loyalty so priceless, I can never switch or snitch
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| No matter what the price is
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| (Robin Banks) |
| I know they preein me, but mi na budda
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| If ya hatin' on me, then go suck ya mudda
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| Only the family, cuz we only got each other
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| When I make it out this bitch, I’m takin' all of my brothaz
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| Baby I ain’t askin' you to ride for me
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| But if this door got kicked in would you lie for me?
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| And if that don’t work, at least you tried for me
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| If they got me in the feds, tell me
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| Would you grind for me?
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| Cuz to me, loyalty’s so priceless
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| I can never switch, no matter what the price is
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| Run 'em down, John Connor
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| Shoot like Matty Bonner, give fake niggas an Oscar
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| See my niggas told me, «put the gun down.»
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| «Cuz Robin Banks, you da one now.»
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| «You got us here right here shootin',»
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| «you just keep on moving, the movement.»
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| (FB)
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| Dont ask the price, baby girl my chain’s priceless
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| Squad fulla demons, but my bros say I’m righteous
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| Gettin' money, yeah I stay on my grind hoe
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| Robin Banks and FB, yeah we be the bang bros
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| In the trap all week with the same clothes
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| And I stay wit' a stick like a old folk
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| In the trap and the fiends want more tokes |
| And all my little bros want is more po'
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| Loyalty is priceless, I put it on my soul
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| You ain’t got no loyalty, put that on a hoe
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| I can see the fakeness right through the shaaade
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| They change-up when you gettin change
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| And these niggas change up when they on the range
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| 3 letters, SOS, nigga that’s the gang
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| And all my real brothers, I know they gon' stay the same
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| Whole city goin' crazy for my Wassi chain |