(Laughter)
Uh Huh
We in this bitch man
Here's Jonny
Jonny Boy
I was born to get it popping
Like a balloon or bubble
I'm just floating to the top
So Fly look like the sky
Something that everybody watch
Put the world on tilt
I'm a turn it up a notch
Give the word "On Sight"
And everybody Pops
Like right before the paternity test results drop
Took a dab of that pussy
And it had me zoned out
Ain't no Black Chyna bitch
You giving me your whole mouth
Road to the scrilla
Had to find my own route
Remember staying at my pops crib
Ex got me thrown out
I ain't even have a room
I only had my own couch
Now I'm signing leases on beaches
To buy my own house
Writing all my wrongs
I'm erasing all doubts
I been putting on for the mob
Never needed no clout
God, tell me why it take so many losses to win
And how could all my good deeds get wiped out with a sin
You can save em
They'll betray you
Then they play the victim
You provide like a tree
And then they breaking your limbs
Just be careful what you speak
And who you say is your friends
The same ones that say they riding
Switch and say they with them
They'll shoot you even though they was with you in the gym
Won't forgive so I'll never be forsaken again
Im from Southside Jamaica
I Grew up on The 10
Bury me with a Mets fitted and Timbs
Let's Get it in
I know you say you with me
But you ain't holding me down
You supposed to be my homie
Now you hating on me
Put your face in the ground
What would you be without me
But if you didn't need me
You wouldn't be coming around
No Loyalty in these streets
Every meal I eat
Treat it like the last supper
MC Hammer in the jam
Niggas can't touch us
As I partake in the devils nectar and lettuce
Pray I go to heaven
May The Lord never forget this
I made it lit off the rip
I'm blowing off the steam
Grinding I don't need the coffee
I just care about the cream
Never sleep
Always Woke
Gotta live no time to dream
Stacking up them pesos just to go and cop a lima beam
Chrome rims spinning looking like a pot of lima beans
Cross the team
Aim and pop your bean with the llama beam
Put money on my own head
I'll die for the green
Breaking my neck to get it as crooked as it seems
Kanye out here bugging out
Saying "We chose slavery"
They would've freed Bill Cosby
If he looked like Charlie Sheen
The injustice is real
Look at R. Kelly b
How is it Harvey Weinstein isn't in one meme
They copy and steal our style
Still making a mockery
Beating and killing our people
Without an apology
Do you see the picture I'm painting
I do it vividly
Understand the words that I'm spitting
Might put a end to me
I know you say you with me
But you ain't holding me down
You supposed to be my homie
Now you hating on me
Put your face in the ground
What would you be without me
But if you didn't need me
You wouldn't be coming around
No Loyalty in these streets
Jonn Yboy - No Loyalty Lyrics
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English
(Laughter)
Uh Huh
We in this bitch man
Here's Jonny
Jonny Boy
I was born to get it popping
Like a balloon or bubble
I'm just floating to the top
So Fly look like the sky
Something that everybody watch
Put the world on tilt
I'm a turn it up a notch
Give the word "On Sight"
And everybody Pops
Like right before the paternity test results drop
Took a dab of that pussy
And it had me zoned out
Ain't no Black Chyna bitch
You giving me your whole mouth
Road to the scrilla
Had to find my own route
Remember staying at my pops crib
Ex got me thrown out
I ain't even have a room
I only had my own couch
Now I'm signing leases on beaches
To buy my own house
Writing all my wrongs
I'm erasing all doubts
I been putting on for the mob
Never needed no clout
God, tell me why it take so many losses to win
And how could all my good deeds get wiped out with a sin
You can save em
They'll betray you
Then they play the victim
You provide like a tree
And then they breaking your limbs
Just be careful what you speak
And who you say is your friends
The same ones that say they riding
Switch and say they with them
They'll shoot you even though they was with you in the gym
Won't forgive so I'll never be forsaken again
Im from Southside Jamaica
I Grew up on The 10
Bury me with a Mets fitted and Timbs
Let's Get it in
I know you say you with me
But you ain't holding me down
You supposed to be my homie
Now you hating on me
Put your face in the ground
What would you be without me
But if you didn't need me
You wouldn't be coming around
No Loyalty in these streets
Every meal I eat
Treat it like the last supper
MC Hammer in the jam
Niggas can't touch us
As I partake in the devils nectar and lettuce
Pray I go to heaven
May The Lord never forget this
I made it lit off the rip
I'm blowing off the steam
Grinding I don't need the coffee
I just care about the cream
Never sleep
Always Woke
Gotta live no time to dream
Stacking up them pesos just to go and cop a lima beam
Chrome rims spinning looking like a pot of lima beans
Cross the team
Aim and pop your bean with the llama beam
Put money on my own head
I'll die for the green
Breaking my neck to get it as crooked as it seems
Kanye out here bugging out
Saying "We chose slavery"
They would've freed Bill Cosby
If he looked like Charlie Sheen
The injustice is real
Look at R. Kelly b
How is it Harvey Weinstein isn't in one meme
They copy and steal our style
Still making a mockery
Beating and killing our people
Without an apology
Do you see the picture I'm painting
I do it vividly
Understand the words that I'm spitting
Might put a end to me
I know you say you with me
But you ain't holding me down
You supposed to be my homie
Now you hating on me
Put your face in the ground
What would you be without me
But if you didn't need me
You wouldn't be coming around
No Loyalty in these streets
Uh Huh
We in this bitch man
Here's Jonny
Jonny Boy
I was born to get it popping
Like a balloon or bubble
I'm just floating to the top
So Fly look like the sky
Something that everybody watch
Put the world on tilt
I'm a turn it up a notch
Give the word "On Sight"
And everybody Pops
Like right before the paternity test results drop
Took a dab of that pussy
And it had me zoned out
Ain't no Black Chyna bitch
You giving me your whole mouth
Road to the scrilla
Had to find my own route
Remember staying at my pops crib
Ex got me thrown out
I ain't even have a room
I only had my own couch
Now I'm signing leases on beaches
To buy my own house
Writing all my wrongs
I'm erasing all doubts
I been putting on for the mob
Never needed no clout
God, tell me why it take so many losses to win
And how could all my good deeds get wiped out with a sin
You can save em
They'll betray you
Then they play the victim
You provide like a tree
And then they breaking your limbs
Just be careful what you speak
And who you say is your friends
The same ones that say they riding
Switch and say they with them
They'll shoot you even though they was with you in the gym
Won't forgive so I'll never be forsaken again
Im from Southside Jamaica
I Grew up on The 10
Bury me with a Mets fitted and Timbs
Let's Get it in
I know you say you with me
But you ain't holding me down
You supposed to be my homie
Now you hating on me
Put your face in the ground
What would you be without me
But if you didn't need me
You wouldn't be coming around
No Loyalty in these streets
Every meal I eat
Treat it like the last supper
MC Hammer in the jam
Niggas can't touch us
As I partake in the devils nectar and lettuce
Pray I go to heaven
May The Lord never forget this
I made it lit off the rip
I'm blowing off the steam
Grinding I don't need the coffee
I just care about the cream
Never sleep
Always Woke
Gotta live no time to dream
Stacking up them pesos just to go and cop a lima beam
Chrome rims spinning looking like a pot of lima beans
Cross the team
Aim and pop your bean with the llama beam
Put money on my own head
I'll die for the green
Breaking my neck to get it as crooked as it seems
Kanye out here bugging out
Saying "We chose slavery"
They would've freed Bill Cosby
If he looked like Charlie Sheen
The injustice is real
Look at R. Kelly b
How is it Harvey Weinstein isn't in one meme
They copy and steal our style
Still making a mockery
Beating and killing our people
Without an apology
Do you see the picture I'm painting
I do it vividly
Understand the words that I'm spitting
Might put a end to me
I know you say you with me
But you ain't holding me down
You supposed to be my homie
Now you hating on me
Put your face in the ground
What would you be without me
But if you didn't need me
You wouldn't be coming around
No Loyalty in these streets
Writer: Jonathan Sparkman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid