Brothers (feat. OG ZayBaby)

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Greg the Great

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Hey, hey
Woah, ooh
Hey, hey
Yeah, ooh
Hey, hey
Yeah
Greg the Great
Damn they be hating, feeling frustrated
Are you okay, ay, ay
Hop out the foreign, pour up the drank
She make me feel great, ay, ay
Bad bitch she with it, know she be with me
She give me that cake, ay, ay
Get to that bread, I smoke on that gas
Up, up, and away, ay, ay
Sipping that wok, pull up on the block
And spray with the K, ay, ay
Diamonds they hit, bad lil' bitch
No face no case, ay, ay
Off-White fit, bet it match my clique
Don't think you relate, ay, ay
Family ties, my brothers be with me
We finna' be straight, ay, ay
Damn, all my hitters be with it
They pockets be stuffed with them hundreds and fifties
Damn, we got up out of the mud
They don't even know where we from, we came from the slums
Now look how my hitters go up
They calling my phone, yeah they know how I'll come
I'm trying to make millies, get that in a month
Break of dawn, get up and roll me a blunt
Face all the pain away, feeling so numb
Zay got the glock, and Lil' Trae got the drum
Pussy boy, ain't no one and done
If they come on your block then I bet that you run
Only time I feel like I gotta run, if I'm running from Jakes
They be killing for fun
I don't be fucking with twelve, how they killing my brothers
They track how we move on the phone
I'm trying to get all of this money
And move all my hitters up out where it's good
Cause I know they swear that they trying to protect us
But they trying to make sure we stay in the hood
If I got it my hitter, you know that you got it
If he talking that nonsense, get flipped out of socket
Don't get out of pocket if he don't got them bands
Don't stuff in no wallet, it's all in my hands, bitch
Damn they be hating, feeling frustrated
Are you okay, ay, ay
Hop out the foreign, pour up the drank
She make me feel great, ay, ay
Bad bitch she with it, know she be with me
She give me that cake, ay, ay
Get to that bread, I smoke on that gas
Up, up, and away, ay, ay
Sipping that wok, pull up on the block
And spray with the K, ay, ay
Diamonds they hit, bad lil' bitch
No face no case, ay, ay
Off-White fit, bet it match my clique
Don't think you relate, ay, ay
Family ties, my brothers be with me
We finna' be straight, ay, ay
Big mob ties, I slide on your block
I up with the K, you get hit in your face
Shorty ain't playing, he caught him a body
But ain't say a word, so I know he be straight
I stay down the 'ola, I might slump you over
I damn near fell over, trying to shoot a lil' drac'
I don't f*ck with soda, I might pop a roller
When I get so high, man I need a lil' cake
Know some niggas that's holding on keys
Know some niggas backdoor for a G
Man, these niggas won't even break bread on the piece
He the one stuck his hand out to make sure he eat
Screaming "free all the guys," I won't stop till they free
R.I.P to my niggas that's dead and deceased
I'mma grown man, I'mma stand on my feet
Forever love mama, she raised an OG
Screaming murder for hire, been shooting shit
But I retired, send that shit through the wire
Have my youngin' up fire, he leave your ass flat like a tire
I'mma build an empire
Bitch, I'mma boss, I just work with insiders
How you want smoke but you using his lighter
Take his ass down, can't say no to this swiper
Sawed off the pump, it just make the blick lighter
Ay, how you say he run down, he a bitch
Turn his back on his gang for a bitch
Don't f*ck with no rats, I don't f*ck with a snitch
Huh, how you run out on a lick
Huh, how you don't blow with a switch
Huh, heard he trying to run down, we a blitz
Choppers go off, he get hit in his shit, bitch
Damn they be hating, feeling frustrated
Are you okay, ay, ay
Hop out the foreign, pour up the drank
She make me feel great, ay, ay
Bad bitch she with it, know she be with me
She give me that cake, ay, ay
Get to that bread, I smoke on that gas
Up, up, and away, ay, ay
Sipping that wok, pull up on the block
And spray with the K, ay, ay
Diamonds they hit, bad lil' bitch
No face no case, ay, ay
Off-White fit, bet it match my clique
Don't think you relate, ay, ay
Family ties, my brothers be with me
We finna' be straight, ay, ay

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