"Loyalty Over Money" lyrics
De Realest
Lil Marco was fresh as hell in high school
Dumb as fuck, had to graduate through night school
Went to school for the hoes, he ain't like school
Principal would kick him out, he be like cool
Mama ain't give a shit, brother selling bricks
Brother named Rick, run the hood, yeah, that boy the shit
Everything his brother do, he wanna do it too
He let him wear the jewelry, he even pushed the coupe
Lil Marco wanna ball, fuck tryna hoop
Fuck in the drop, hit the block, he was grinding too
Rick cut into his brother, what you tryna do?
Marco replied back, what I gotta do
First thing you gotta know, this is not a game
Don't you ever switch up, once you get this change
And when you come up on something, watch niggas change
Just stay to yourself, 'cause these niggas lame
Then he hit him off with a whole thing
Told him who to sell it to, he let him keep the pay
Five months later, Marco getting money
Going so hard, it ain't even funny
Fucking all the rap bitches, like a young [?]
Hit the strip club every night, he was in there stunting
Even had a savage nigga that he put on
[?] for that cash, he'll do you wrong
Dirty nigga, ain't accustom to moving low
Ain't really have food when he was coming home
Appreciated everything Marco did for him
And if it ever come to it, he'll kill for him
Rick took a loss, yeah, he fell off
Lil bro still love him, so he the boss
Rick hit Marco up, eh, we need to talk
So caught up in that money, he'll blow him off
Marco caught up in that life, blinded by the light
Not knowing bro down, he gotta get him right
Rick mad as fuck, ready to fight
Marco a pretty boy, he ain't even the type
Rick saw T, told him what was going on
Put him in [?] made the nigga call his phone
Marco picked up, like what's up, nigga?
Rick replied quick, you a fuck nigga
Hung the phone up, got in his car
[?] but left me to starve
Rick riding through the city, mind wandering
Rain pouring down nasty, it was thundering
Marco told T, meet me on the block
Got some out of town niggas that was tryna cop
Had a funny feeling, so he grabbed a chop
Circled round the hood twice, before he hit the spot
Transaction went good, O.T. niggas left
Now it's Marco and T, running through that check
Heard a knock at the door, T went to check
It was Rick outside, he was all wet
So he let him in, without a second guess
Not knowing Rick had some shit that was on his chest
Walked in, seen that cake on the table
Started feeling like his lil nigga played him
Told Marco, I'm the same one that made you
And since a lil nigga, I'm the one who raised you
Marco counting money, feeling like a boss
Dropped the stack on the floor, gun went off
Looked up, T landed on the ground dead
Now Rick got the gun pointed at his head
He said bro, what you doing? You on some bullshit
You done killed my nigga T, and he ain't did shit
He said all the money you made, you ain't learned a thing
I told you never switch up, once you get this change
Bang
Lil Marco was fresh as hell in high school
Dumb as fuck, had to graduate through night school
Went to school for the hoes, he ain't like school
Principal would kick him out, he be like cool
Mama ain't give a shit, brother selling bricks
Brother named Rick, run the hood, yeah, that boy the shit
Everything his brother do, he wanna do it too
He let him wear the jewelry, he even pushed the coupe
Lil Marco wanna ball, fuck tryna hoop
Fuck in the drop, hit the block, he was grinding too
Rick cut into his brother, what you tryna do?
Marco replied back, what I gotta do
First thing you gotta know, this is not a game
Don't you ever switch up, once you get this change
And when you come up on something, watch niggas change
Just stay to yourself, 'cause these niggas lame
Then he hit him off with a whole thing
Told him who to sell it to, he let him keep the pay
Five months later, Marco getting money
Going so hard, it ain't even funny
Fucking all the rap bitches, like a young [?]
Hit the strip club every night, he was in there stunting
Even had a savage nigga that he put on
[?] for that cash, he'll do you wrong
Dirty nigga, ain't accustom to moving low
Ain't really have food when he was coming home
Appreciated everything Marco did for him
And if it ever come to it, he'll kill for him
Rick took a loss, yeah, he fell off
Lil bro still love him, so he the boss
Rick hit Marco up, eh, we need to talk
So caught up in that money, he'll blow him off
Marco caught up in that life, blinded by the light
Not knowing bro down, he gotta get him right
Rick mad as fuck, ready to fight
Marco a pretty boy, he ain't even the type
Rick saw T, told him what was going on
Put him in [?] made the nigga call his phone
Marco picked up, like what's up, nigga?
Rick replied quick, you a fuck nigga
Hung the phone up, got in his car
[?] but left me to starve
Rick riding through the city, mind wandering
Rain pouring down nasty, it was thundering
Marco told T, meet me on the block
Got some out of town niggas that was tryna cop
Had a funny feeling, so he grabbed a chop
Circled round the hood twice, before he hit the spot
Transaction went good, O.T. niggas left
Now it's Marco and T, running through that check
Heard a knock at the door, T went to check
It was Rick outside, he was all wet
So he let him in, without a second guess
Not knowing Rick had some shit that was on his chest
Walked in, seen that cake on the table
Started feeling like his lil nigga played him
Told Marco, I'm the same one that made you
And since a lil nigga, I'm the one who raised you
Marco counting money, feeling like a boss
Dropped the stack on the floor, gun went off
Looked up, T landed on the ground dead
Now Rick got the gun pointed at his head
He said bro, what you doing? You on some bullshit
You done killed my nigga T, and he ain't did shit
He said all the money you made, you ain't learned a thing
I told you never switch up, once you get this change
Bang
