D-boyz - NFL (Never Forget Loyalty) [feat. Keshawndrae] Lyrics

I'mma hit you up that Sunday of the week cus I was tryna ahh get a lil quick seshy In

Run up them racks like the first
Got them in they feelings they hurt
Diamonds on em look like Fiji water and bitches be dying from thirst (aah)
Never forget seven two seventeen got Rest In Peace key on my shirt
I put my Fam over everything you can't forget loyalty first (nah)
Fake love got me cautious
These bitches made a nigga heartless
The money never left me starvin
The struggle made me go the hardest
Now Different designers in my closet
Keep em drippin like a faucet
I don't hoop but I b ballin
Niggas really think I lost it (nah)

I'm ballin they try to knock me off my pivet
I give em the business I should get commission
They start acting different I'm keeping my distance
Can't make a u turn after you burning bridges
I'm cut from a cloth that was never invented
Can't walk in my shoes it'll cost you a ticket
They going broke and now they in they feelings that's two places I don't ever wanna visit
Not they see how much I leave out the bank wit
Whole team out here eating no banquet
In the field making plays like im Peyton
Wanna see me fumble but I embrace it
Got a check and ran it up like a hb
Keep it on me that's on any occasion
When I was broke niggas tried to shade me
Now I throw that shit right back in they faces
All praise to the most high
He the reason for this no lie
Fake niggas playing both sides
All the real niggas co sign
I been grinding for a long time
Early mornings turn to long nights
I came from the bottom
Now a young nigga increasing the commas

Run up them racks like the first
Got them in they feelings they hurt
Diamonds on em look like Fiji water and bitches be dying from thirst (aah)
Never forget seven two seventeen got Rest In Peace key on my shirt
I put my Fam over everything you can't forget loyalty first (nah)
Fake love got me cautious
These bitches made a nigga heartless
The money never left me starvin
The struggle made me go the hardest
Now Different designers in my closet
Keep em drippin like a faucet
I don't hoop but I b ballin
Niggas really think I lost it (nah)

I'm all about money you know I come wit it
Put me in the game and I get double digits
I started this shit and I will never quit it
But I can sit back and let lil Brodie kill it
I handle my business like f*cking Lieutenants
Bitch I'm in the building like f*cking new tenants
My niggas is winning you tryna prevent it
You niggas acting like some f*cking women
Now me and my young nigga back to the basics
Dropping that shit like we back In the basement
Get to them benjis them f*cking blue faces
Niggas be talking but don't never say shit
I got big banks in my closet
Nigga back up off me
Swag dripping up off me
Couple bands what it cost me now
Niggas acting like we lost it
But all my young niggas put in damn work
Rest In Peace key on my damn shirt
All my real niggas kno it's fam first
12/10 call it Dre day
Treat everyday like a pay day
Call me yung nigga aka
The realist shake my dreads aye bay bay

Run up them racks like the first
Got them in they feelings they hurt
Diamonds on em look like Fiji water and bitches be dying from thirst (aah)
Never forget seven two seventeen got Rest In Peace key on my shirt
I put my Fam over everything you can't forget loyalty first (nah)