Wit My Brothers (feat. Samuel David)
Scooney
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I'm just tryna build with my brothers I'm just tryna build with my brothers I'm just tryna build with my brothers Handle business handle bitches we don't f*ck with undercovers no I'm just tryna build with my brothers I'm just tryna build with my brothers I'm just tryna build with my brothers Handle business handle bitches we don't f*ck with undercovers no Step up in the building with some real men Just for fun but the gun here we conceal them Won't aim at ceilings catch a stray we pray no killings Stay for millions came from petty theft and peeling Drug dealing neutral so I blend chameleon No Boundaries my rellies certified since children And my cousins caught a RICO it's still f*ck a pilgrim All my stories real I don't feel you Rumpelstiltskins F*ck a fairy tale from where Barry bailed Lynette Woodard balled F*ck a jail my brothers got the bail y'all ain't hood at all Pick a side I'm comfortable as hell bumped you & you fell I can tell you fragile and you frail fraudulent as well Phony don't do Tony we just sell can not get my cell F*ck around and bound me in a cell county just like hell Hot up in the pods can't stand the smell So we don't f*ck with your kind Get from round quit fucking with mine listen I'm just tryna build with my brothers I'm just tryna build with my brothers I'm just tryna build with my brothers Handle business handle bitches we don't f*ck with undercovers no I'm just tryna build with my brothers I'm just tryna build with my brothers I'm just tryna build with my brothers Handle business handle bitches we don't f*ck with undercovers no What up blood what up cuz what up family bucket low Nothing but real vibes they surround me See some real niggas in and out of county some my niggas didn't make it out Some my niggas drowning got to help them If we engage in conversation there's a ism or two That's just what this rhythm will do This ain't even rap Scoon this is rhythm and blues If God gave it to me I'm a give it to you When I hear rap cats from my city complain about lack of support Or who's this that and the third I can't help but laugh at them y'all worried about the wrong things Lacking emotional intelligence lacking business acumen That's what's happening And not to mention when y'all rapping some of them songs not connecting You lacking direction crew of yes man you lacking reflection Everybody ain't your enemy Be yourself rapper wow
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Written by: Samuel Thompson, Victor Johnson
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