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Loyal Video (MV)




Performed By: Loudoun
Length: 4:15
Written by: Benjamin Simon




Loudoun - Loyal Lyrics




Put in a little a work and believe it's Supreme on the tags
Flip macaroni to ziti and backpack to Louis V bags
Beer to martini, I'm hotter than RiRi I guarantee that
Cut her like a guillotine if she come with a grocery bag

Breakin' down brick walls
Tropicana with the Cristal
Pickin' up the tickets at the will call
Tryna get a big body, no Rick Ross
Ion't know where it went wrong
Pullin' up late to the ceremony
Bad lil' mama with her hair long
Told her not to get headstrong
Used to be flick of the wrist
Now it's look at all the shit that I did
I cannot resist
A little baddie on the low I'ma hit
People been acting like casting calls
But don't f*ck with the kid
They hate that I'm blasting off
I get it, I get it
Like 305 to my city
I'm wit' it
I'ma roll down town with the goons
Know we got pounds of that loot
You don't know the sound of the truth
I forgive you, I forgive you, I salute
I'ma roll down town with the goons
Know that I'ma get it, you could too
Only got one thing you gotta do

Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties
Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties

I cherry reded the paint
I'm just ahead of the game, I'm ready to say
I been sweatin' with the flames
Cannot put dirt on my name, I carry no blame
I been singin' in the rain
I been sippin' on the drank
I been gettin' to the fame
I been switchin' up my lanes
Money really on my brain
Yeah the money don't make me
But I gotta get for the gang get my momma a mercedes
Can't nobody blame me if I pull up in a Bruce Wayne
Seat way back like the Eighties
Do it on the daily, wake up with the Bailey's
End it with the bay leaves, workin' like a trainee
I'm a f*ckin scholar, why I got no dollars
Gettin' so improper off that holy water
Do not even bother me
Rodger dodger, pullin' at my collar
I'ma need a rider, fire and desire
Not enough, man I'm a prodigy
Flippin' through the radio, studying my ratios
Tryna make an HBO series out of my episodes
Closer than the seventh hole, gotta let 'em know I was
4AM sittin' in the lot workin' on the telephone

Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties
Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties

Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties
Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties
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Put in a little a work and believe it's Supreme on the tags
Flip macaroni to ziti and backpack to Louis V bags
Beer to martini, I'm hotter than RiRi I guarantee that
Cut her like a guillotine if she come with a grocery bag

Breakin' down brick walls
Tropicana with the Cristal
Pickin' up the tickets at the will call
Tryna get a big body, no Rick Ross
Ion't know where it went wrong
Pullin' up late to the ceremony
Bad lil' mama with her hair long
Told her not to get headstrong
Used to be flick of the wrist
Now it's look at all the shit that I did
I cannot resist
A little baddie on the low I'ma hit
People been acting like casting calls
But don't f*ck with the kid
They hate that I'm blasting off
I get it, I get it
Like 305 to my city
I'm wit' it
I'ma roll down town with the goons
Know we got pounds of that loot
You don't know the sound of the truth
I forgive you, I forgive you, I salute
I'ma roll down town with the goons
Know that I'ma get it, you could too
Only got one thing you gotta do

Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties
Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties

I cherry reded the paint
I'm just ahead of the game, I'm ready to say
I been sweatin' with the flames
Cannot put dirt on my name, I carry no blame
I been singin' in the rain
I been sippin' on the drank
I been gettin' to the fame
I been switchin' up my lanes
Money really on my brain
Yeah the money don't make me
But I gotta get for the gang get my momma a mercedes
Can't nobody blame me if I pull up in a Bruce Wayne
Seat way back like the Eighties
Do it on the daily, wake up with the Bailey's
End it with the bay leaves, workin' like a trainee
I'm a f*ckin scholar, why I got no dollars
Gettin' so improper off that holy water
Do not even bother me
Rodger dodger, pullin' at my collar
I'ma need a rider, fire and desire
Not enough, man I'm a prodigy
Flippin' through the radio, studying my ratios
Tryna make an HBO series out of my episodes
Closer than the seventh hole, gotta let 'em know I was
4AM sittin' in the lot workin' on the telephone

Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties
Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties

Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties
Slow down, stay loyal
Better not leave no toiletries
I came from the soil
I'm boutta be royalty
Slow down, stay loyal
Nobody gon' poison me
Open oven on broil
So close to them royalties
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Writer: Benjamin Simon
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