loyalty

Yeah. Turn the headphones up. Leave it rolling. Just let the beat breathe for a second. We just hanging out in the studio right now. Pour a glass of the clear stuff. No stress, just real ones in the room. Let’s talk about it. (Chorus) In a world full of ghosts, I’m standing like a post, Real recognize real, keep it close to the most. They smile in your face, but they switch up the lane, Pour the vodka, let it burn, wash away all the pain. Not for the clout, not for the gold, It’s about a pure heart and a story untold. (Verse 1) I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go with the wind, Fair-weather friends when the money grow thin. Quick to take a piece, then they turn to a stranger, Nowhere to be found when you walking through danger. So I’m sitting with a bottle of the proof that is ninety-nine, Chilling on the ice while I’m drawing up the borderline. I keep it one hundred, I don’t fold, I don’t bend, I’d rather have two quarters than a hundred fake yen. It’s the silence in the room when the secrets are kept, It’s the tears on the floor where the brotherhood wept. They want the success, but they hate on the grind, Leave 'em in the past, take a sip, clear the mind. (Chorus) In a world full of ghosts, I’m standing like a post, Real recognize real, keep it close to the most. They smile in your face, but they switch up the lane, Pour the vodka, let it burn, wash away all the pain. Not for the clout, not for the gold, It’s about a pure heart and a story untold. (Verse 2) Promises are cheap, everybody can talk, Put 'em on the pavement, watch how they walk. When the pressure get high and the temperature rise, You can see the whole truth just by looking in eyes. Ain’t no backstabbing in the crew that I built, We don't water down the truth, drink it straight from the tilt. If you share in the crown, you don’t run from the guilt. We built it from the dirt, hand-to-hand, side-by-side, No mask on the face, nowhere left to hide. So raise up a glass of the neat to the ones who remained