Von Poe Vii Loyalty (feat. Papi Dollaz, Blacky Montana, Vic Virtuoso & Papa J. Ruiz)
Voicemail:
"Von Poe, mothafuckin Poetic Death. What's up Vato? F..ckin hit me up dawgy, can't wait to hear that shit later man. Let me know when you drop that shit" - Alex Picasso
Introduction:
Play the other one
Yea that's the one, run it!
Walking up in the building
With my ego pressed to the ceiling
My brother always said that I'd be the greatest
I think I feel him now
It took a couple years to bounce back
I was having problems in the Wolf Pack
Too many snakes up in my garden jack
[Verse One: VON POE VII]
Niggas trying to homies
Off the strength alone
And I'm zoning
I'm steady focused, the locus
And I was plottin on the game
Before I wrote this
You a bitter thug
To a beetleborg coping
Too much coke up in your nose
Niggas got you drowning in your feelings nigga
What the f..ck you building killa?
I ain't seen a spark of flame
How you changing up the game
Within the same lane
You was buzzin off that internet
But I ain't a fan of all the barking
A raven's nest in a crow's habitat
Took a couple years to bounce back
[Chorus]
Took a couple years to bounce back
Loyalty (4x)
[Verse Two: Papi Dollaz]
All based on the strength of my loyalty
And royalty
These f..ck boys wanna boil me
But I maneuver
Always known that niggas
They knew that they only hatin
Cause I'm shining like some royal sheen, OMG
It's IGO and OGT
And loyal niggas get dirty
Nigga you ODB
I kill tracks
No mass social
You know it's me
Sometimes the best artist out
Are so discreet
But I swear the Fo' stand out
Man it's so unique
Before I sell my soul
I'd rather sell the dream
Poe said the coke got em doped
But they ain't knowing
We the ones will hand your coat up
Ugh, yuck
I've been doing this
Since swing sets and monkey bars
Hella Fo's no telescope
You know we stars
I'm way up 52/80
So you know we far
L.O.Y.A.L you know we are
[Verse Three: Blacky Montana]
Loyalty, cold heart and a rosary
Bury me in Perris
And don't spill no f..ckin Hennessy
Loyalty and my strap is all I need with me
Used to be my day one
I remember how it used to me
I guess hoes and the money make a fool switch
He caught a case
Broke the code
And the fool snitched
Loyalty was the shit he used to talk about
Lost kids in the hood
Used to play at each other's house
On the real
You can't trust none of these mothafuckas
Fools switch
Like them fake friends
Trying to knock your hustle
Got some homies locked up
Dawg, I feel your struggle
Loyalty, hold it down boys
The block got you
Still riding through the ghetto
With my eyes closed
My daughters are the only ones
I'll die for
Loyalty, I'll make sure that they remember me
And that I kept it solid
Never broke loyalty
[Verse Four: Vic Virtuoso]
Their ain't no loyal people left
I want the money and respect
And when I set my mind on something
What I want is what I get
And the day you cross me
That's gon' be the day you gone regret
Because my tongue is like a sword
And that shit's aiming for your neck
And I'm tougher than titanium claws
There ain't no taming the boss
I feeling like I'm nailed down to a cross
And everybody throwing stones at your boy
My soul remains in tact
If my flesh you destroy
I ain't trippin cause I know just who I am
I know just where I stand
And I know even the hardest rock
Can turn as soft as sand
So go ahead
Keep acting like you can't be touched
Man the cemeteries full of cats
That talk too much
And I know I ain't gon' be around forever
But there is one thing I know
That everything I leave behind is gon' be better
Than any shit you ever wrote
It's Vic
[Verse Five: Papa J. Ruiz]
And if I lost it
My mind like I'm Andy Kaufman
Tell me would you ride
Or call it quits from your exhaustion
But often it's too many for me
And I flip my nine to five check
Don't try to have the nerve
To ever ask for a penny off me
Love my hood baby
Don't you claim it
A convo with the partnas
Make the cops think that we dangerous
Be yourself baby
Don't you be nobody famous
And love your life
Don't let yourself get anxious
I know your friends can turn
Into some strangers any moment
If we learn to hustle hard
Then one day that we can own it
Them blurry faces
Loyalty is hard to find
It's like it's been exterminated
Stand silence
Watch your brother turn into a snake
And try to slide behind you
The turf battles don't compare
To the soul searching
For the worst battle
And its sole purpose
Was in the back sitting on crates
In my mind i need the money
Should I sit and I pray?
Or should I rob you?
Respect I demand it
Should I take yours for the day
That you ever try to hand it
Look down while I'm shooting up
And there's plenty
Let me eat
Way more to gain
When there's just a few of us
Voicemail
"Yo my dude, Poe the god. What's good man, Twon man. You know it's our year man. Time to stop f..ckin with these frontin ass niggas that be backstabbing and really take over. This year we all about the green man, hit me up. Over and out." - Twon "Smokey" Davisson