This is a song about "Loyal to mates"

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I would ask who's frank she would say one of my new crew mates with a new face

Aint loyal cuz the way they front

And the word most important

Is this bitch loyal my eyes have shown sirens

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

I'm rapping for my mates

While working on my mistakes

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

And all they wanna do is be with me, even my mates girls

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

My brains the thing that pull it, mates be telling me to cool it

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

And tell all you mates that im killin you

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

I go to my mates and his front doors a gate