Loyal to My Soil lyrics

[Chorus]
I co-sign myself, yuh
I don't need your help, b*tch
Money it connects
If I wanted a boss I would have stuck to my job
Picking up plates with a fake ass smile on my face
No joke, I'd rather be broke
Then to take my orders from you
Voices in my skull is telling me nobody f*cking with you
Just know nobody f*cking with you
It's the 21st century
These rappers acting elementary
pus*y boy hating on me, never mention me
Best friend turn into an enemy
.357 be the remedy
.357 be the remedy

[Verse]
It's the man of the hour
With a plan and some power
The mix tape water
And the fan base of flower
Every track that I make is elastic
Paper or plastic
[?] knuckle sandwich
Claiming you hard but you acting like the son of Magic
Johnson, you don't want Bronson
Lights, camera, action
My b*tch look like Cameron Diaz
Double S be the set, and I ain't signing for a reason
I'm an alien I make money under the table
Bought a brand new house but I'm still stealing cable
From my neighbors
Still a $tunna, still not doing favors
Still a bum with terrible behavior
South Side Slugs
And you still wondering how I got this buzz
In less than a light year
My b*tch went away but I always been right here
I stay loyal to my soil
Rappers pus*y dry I think I need the oil
Your flows and styles is boring
Why you think these fans don't want to see you touring
I take my time, b*tch I'm patient
Your new song got no plays, I can feel your frustration
I'm on a jet, and you hating from the pavement
Jaw drop, leave a b*tch in amazement
[Chorus]
I co-sign myself, yuh
I don't need your help, b*tch
Money it connects
If I wanted a boss I would have stuck to my job
Picking up plates with a fake ass smile on my face
No joke, I'd rather be broke
Then to take my orders from you
Voices in my skull is telling me nobody f*cking with you
Just know nobody f*cking with you
It's the 21st century
These rappers acting elementary
pus*y boy hating on me, never mention me
Best friend turn into an enemy
.357 be the remedy
.357 be the remedy