Loyalty, Respect & Business Songtext
von Finesse2tymes

I stand on loyalty, respect and business
My nigga, don′t take this shit personally (I don't mean no harm)
Ain′t even know these niggas look, they still can't fit in my circle
They say I'm too stiff, I should loosen some
Every time I heard it I go buy a gun
And all this shit they be givin′ me set no bounds
Bitch if he came with you in the hatch

Nigga′s family, three piece arm in his suit like a gentleman
Give a fuck what you say, give a fuck 'bout your money
I′m judgin' these niggas off energy
Heard you call a body nigga, end with it
Let me ask a question, what you stand for?
When my folks lookin′ for you, you facin' thirty
You gon′ tell all your folks you gon' man up
What you gon' do


Nigga how you gon′ say what you really wan′ do
You ain't been in this spot nigga, can′t quit
Me y'all niggas I heard fallin′ victim to routings and man
And my beat is I try not to snivel
I told my manager, "Watchin' you bookin′ my verses
And bookin' my shows, man
Don't be bringing these groupie ass bitches around my niggas
You know how these hoes get"

I get caught with this switch man, don′t face, I feel ten and plus four
You don′t trust on security
Fuck no, if you cool as hell, but show me what fuck niggas sayin'
This shit′ll get cut-throat
Stand on principles, stand on morals
Throw that M away just for the lawyers
And my baby mama here a five, she finally fuck
So I'm keepin′ them cordial

My mama away, my lil' bro they scream, I stay late with you
′Cause they need what we mean
Your vice lower than my heart
But ain't nothing feed my family but effigy
And cut, I got us some noodles
That nigga was with me when I was eatin' noodles
Fuck on me with an entourage, I′m my own motherfucker shoot
Grab niggas can′t wrap it up, they ain't free a real nigga, clap it up
They done bullet proof everything I write so
Tell ′em those niggas come try they luck


Yeah I'm leavin′ like barely a J press a bitch
I still keep a Drake hangin' over you
I ain′t stitchin' no pussy, I fuck and then I see her with you
Actin' like I don′t know the hoe
(We ain′t snitchin' on pussy)
′Cause you said the hit that don't make you a hitter
′Cause you got money don't make you a killer
′Cause you went to jail that don't make you a gangster
You gotta be a hitter and a thick one

I ain't switch on ′em niggas, they switched up
When I went there everybody bitched up
Everybody need help now they clicked up
Almost there with my feet kicked up, with my stick tucked
This the Ottowa

You know what I′m sayin'
When I said all to war, my nigga
I don′t just mean like, you know, physically at war, like
With a gun, you know what I'm sayin′ like
I mean, you know, I battle demons every day in my mind
You know what I'm sayin′

It be a lot of shit that I don't wanna speak on that
I wanna speak on, you know what I'm sayin′ that
You know it be shit that, you know what I′m sayin'
I know y′all y'all get where I′m coming from, but
You know what I'm sayin′, uh
I'ma kill a nigga three ways, you know what I'm sayin′
3k, you know what I′m talkin' ′bout
Mentally, physically, and financially, you know what I'm sayin′
We gon' start a war
Respectfully