PRhyme, Rapsody - Loved Ones lyrics

As time goes by, a eye for an eye
We in this together, nigga, your beef is mine
So long as the sunshine should
Light up the sky
We in this together, nigga, your beef is mine
Man, I just saw that nigga out the other day
That's me talking to my loved ones
I wouldn't have this shit no other way
That's me sparking for my loved ones

As the plot thickens
Either get rolled on or rock with it
Make a decision, nigga, the clock's ticking
Feeling chauvinistic
Rolling with the coldest bitches
And the whip's equipped with gold ignitions
It has just been bought to my attention
That the mistress finally went
And told the missus
Aw, shit, Vishis, hold this liquor
I got to take this phone
Call from my shawty tripping

Uh, I'm dipping out
Keep the car and the house
I get my own shit, shit
I kept a separate account
I know the rules in the street or the house
And what I learnt, it ain't an equal amount
I see them niggas you 'round
And the loyalty
You'd go to war to hold 'em all down
Tell 'em your word is your bond
But you lie to me, how?
You respect them niggas way more
Than me by a mile
I had your child, shit, babe
I can't figure it out you cheat on me, it's
Respected, cheat on them, it's foul
Somehow, the codes that you live
By ain't balancing out
Cross the line, motherfucker
I'ma line it with vowels
I owe you nothing, fuck your vows
I was your down-ass chick, you let me down
Said your word and your balls is alls you had
I learnt your your word and
Your balls wasn't always 'round
Shit, I know niggas in the
Bin you still loyal to
Never snitch, you don't sing
You a loyal dude but pillow talk and sing to
Bitches, is that loyal, too?
Tryna figure out when it becomes, "Aw
Fuck the rules" 'Cause you a real nigga and
That's what real niggas do, love none

Money over bitches and hoes
How this shit goes
Even though she giving a nigga
Head out of his globe
Keeping me fed was something more
Than just bottles of rose
But when you out in the cold
You gotta follow the code
I'm a rider fa sho
Got my side chick in those
Apartments that's downtown with the
Thousand dollar deco'
I'm wilding out for the dough, though
Make sure
That you never let me out, always keep me in
I get geeked when we be deep
I feel awkward when we be thin
Made of these ingredients
Real nigga and loyalty
My three downfalls is get killed, snitching
And lawyer fees tripping over quarter-kis
Even if shit come up missing
I flip for my 40 thieves
Death before dishonor
Just lock me in jail and throw the keys
'Fore I step to your baby momma, c'mon, bro
It's me we just rolling, clutching 9s
Even though it's rumors you
Been fucking mines i don't believe 'em, no
I just be tuning 'em out
Out of my mind and out my vehicle
Just give me some drink and some weed to blow
No, I ain't naive, though
We cold, uh, my nigga, we close
My wife's friend got a big old ass
She come around me
I put her in the fish bowl fast
I be staring at her like
She a science project
Thinking to myself like, "Goddam
Why I ain't got that?" but I'm just busy

Getting money
Running through these bitches with
My loved ones
Killing all these niggas with the
Quickness for my loved ones
Getting it with my loved ones
Splitting it with my loved ones
Hey, money over bitches
Never switch and never love none
Getting money
Running through these bitches with
My loved ones
Killing all these niggas with the
Quickness for my loved ones
Getting it with my loved ones
Splitting it with my loved ones
Fucking with these hoes even though
We never love none