[Intro] Yeah From the mud with it Still here Still standin' (yeah) [Verse 1] Mama said pray, I was countin' every dollar Eviction on the door, I was drownin' in the drama Unc in the kitchen, turnin' nightmares into product Taught me how to get it, told me "nephew, stay solid" Cold nights, same hoodie, same shoes, same block Hungry on the corner, only dreamin' 'bout a pot Lost bro to the cells, other homie in the box Now I talk to his picture when I'm twistin' off the top [Chorus] I'm loyal to the soil, to the pain that raised me Had to bleed for this hustle, ain't a soul that saved me If you wasn't in the struggle, you can't call me family I done stood in that fire, let the flames remake me I'm loyal to the soil, to the scars that shaped me If I said that I got you, then you know I'm stayin' From the gutter to the glory, they can hate, I'll take it I'm loyal to the soil, yeah, the real gon' praise it (woo) [Verse 2] I was runnin' from the reaper, but he camped on the curb Every siren was a warning, every call was a word Kept a pistol by the Bible, had my faith in the dirt Tryna win with the same hand that been cursed since birth Fake love, they was cheerin' when the pack came in Same ones disappeared when the trap caved in Still I fed who was hungry, split the last plate thin If you ate at this table, that's my last name then (yeah) [Chorus] I'm loyal to the soil, to the pain that raised me Had to bleed for this hustle, ain't a soul that saved me If you wasn't in the struggle, you can't call me family I done stood in that fire, let the flames remake me I'm loyal to the soil, to the scars that shaped me If I said that I got you, then you know I'm stayin' From the gutter to the glory, they can hate, I'll take it I'm loyal to the soil, yeah, the real gon' praise it (loyal) [Bridge] If I fall, I'ma fall on my feet, not my face (feet, yeah) If I starve, all my dawgs get a bite of my plate (my plate) If I win, then we all get a key to the gate (we up) If I go, just remember how I carried the weight (carried the weight) [Chorus] I'm loyal to the soil, to the pain that raised me Had to bleed for this hustle, ain't a soul that saved me If you wasn't in the struggle, you can't call me family I done stood in that fire, let the flames remake me I'm loyal to the soil, to the scars that shaped me If I said that I got you, then you know I'm stayin' From the gutter to the glory, they can hate, I'll take it I'm loyal to the soil, yeah, the real gon' praise it

rap, Sparse Southern trap beat with detuned bells, booming sub-bass, and crisp claps. Male vocals, half-sung melodies on the hook, verses sit gritty and close-mic’d. Ad-libs tucked around the lead, 808s swing hard but leave pockets. Hook lifts with stacked harmonies and a subtle churchy pad under the chords for extra pain and glory., emotional, minimal, raw

Loyal To The Soil