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Currency of Loyalty

3ctsmith

· 3:05 · 13 plays · v2.2

Lyrics

Prelude

Grew up on corners, iron breath, cold lessons from the block

Jay’s running numbers while the old man’s clock won’t talk

Moms praying for the light, Buck praying for a crack in the lock

Dreams written in chalk, rain turns it all to mud, still walk

Street Scene

Syringe caps by the curb, childhood lost to the smoke

Patrolling my fate, heavy as the coats they tote

Starving for more, voices rough as a chain on a boat

Carving respect out the silence, eyes don’t joke

Survive by the rules, or you end up broke

Gotta get it by force, ain’t nobody going slow

Prologue

Rain hit the window, hunger burning in my chest

Old scars on my knuckles from surviving the test

Dreams weighed down by the cha-ching and the debts

Eyes scanning corners for a crack in the net

Verse 0

Before the mission, Buckshot plotting in the haze

Long nights, cold stares, plotting out escape ways

Grandma’s kitchen, empty plates stacked sideways

Learned to hack the game, never let ‘em see my face

Laws made by pain, raised on the grind’s pace

Respect’s not given, it’s carved in concrete lace

Little homies watching, silent vows to the chase

Sacrifice sleep, sacrifice peace, the shadow’s my base

Intro

Yo, all it takes is a spark, moonless nights, cold hearts, no rest

Eyes open wide on the grind for the trinity: money, power, respect

Verse 1

Buck on a mission, moves set, no luck in the streets

Concrete veins, ambition runs where the shadows meet

Learned from the og’s, how to move, how to cook, never fold, never speak

Broken home, steel cold, told bone never break, go eat or get beat

Silent deals in the corridor, mask on, breathe deep

Mind stays sharper than the blade, trust scarce in the deep

Stack paper, stack pain, calculate every step before sleep

Elevate from the cracks, city heavy, survive or retreat

Chorus

Money, power, respect got me chasing every threat

Paid my dues, made my moves, never break a sweat

Money, power, respect, shadows follow where I step

Trust is currency, loyalty the bulletproof vest

Verse 2

Street talk, code given in a glance, silence rich with intent

Eyes never blink, hands never shake, stay cold through cement

Everything’s earned, nothing is lent, hustler’s paradise built from torment

Never take the short cut—end up broke, end up bent

Fake friends snake quick when the hunger gets intense

No deals with the wolves, stay out the fence

Tally the losses, count who vanished with the cents

Only keep company with soldiers, never pretense

Chorus

Money, power, respect got me chasing every threat

Paid my dues, made my moves, never break a sweat

Money, power, respect, shadows follow where I step

Trust is currency, loyalty the bulletproof vest

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