Lyrics:
stoney.
Tryna live life like this, they all wanna bounce to this
They say he ain't taking no L's, yeah, that brother's bound to miss
And they're up in
Saying he'll be late again
The question is:
Is he out there working to make himself a better brother?
Ah-ah, I tell you what it is:
Girl, you're
to cops
In prison he saw me, he wasn't on none
He was quick to call govs now on road he's someone (Huh)
Raised by thugs in the trencherous slums
And i love
had it all
But little did he know he was bound for a down fall
He`d pick up the heater and go stick somebody
He wouldn`t give a damn if he killed
to where it hadn't been
My brother Jamal, he can rest in peace
Just knowin' you helped man get where they're goin'
All makes sense in the mind of a poet
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
'em
We always solve 'em, like
Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are
stays with me and you"
I feel consumed from holding all this in i can't resume to hide it so i guess I'll fight it from right here inside the booth
figure it out
Still tryna figure a route, I need to find a way
That I can let it all, man I need to let to out
So I’m a secret place I’m pouring feelings
yeah
That a white man's heaven is a black man's hell
So can you see where we're comin' from
It's just another way to keep us all, blind, deaf and dumb
and another and a sister and her brother (stick 'em up, stick 'em up)
Tried to rob a man who was a D.T. undercover
The cop grabbed his arm, he started acting
and another and a sister and her brother (stick 'em up, stick 'em up)
Tried to rob a man who was a D.T. undercover
The cop grabbed his arm, he started acting
day
Man do it all night
Them niggers you with won’t ride
If shit when tits up boat capsize
He ain’t your slime weren't by your side when opps slid by
He
Hey, I-
Hey I got all my brothers in the booth with me
You know how we comin' nigga, OTF, bitch, big Doodie lo
I swear to God, I don't feel them
and into the din and the glare
There stumbled a miner fresh from the creeks dog dirty and loaded for bear
He looked like a man with a foot in the grave
droppin' my two then we rockin' ice cream
Like we not my brother, he ride it for me
Catchy my brother, he slot it for me
Only niggas get a plate when I eat
shit from around me
Time to hit the booth, so I call my nigga Bluff
Man, we all tryna make it, cause these streets is really tough
That black on black
hey man check that beat
By the time we reached the top of Monteagle
I thought I heard a rumbling sound
And then I saw a sign that said falling rock
up on another's
All I can do is try to open his eyes and help the brother
He chose the wrong way and that's the route he took
Born and brought up
Runnin' from the motherfuckin' boys in blue all I hear is Nino, Nino
The boydem caught my brothers moving loose, going up and down like a see saw (skrr)
ass up
Nick nack body down when he ran up
Quit playing bra, I'm the man bra
I'm in the house confusing Siri with Alexa
Send it back if the pack is
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those
Yeah
Blingidi (brrr)
(Bobby Lee, make it rain, boy) Blingidi blingidi bop, mamela (pew)
Woah (pew, pew, pew)
He is my brother (that nigga creeping)
When he hit the crib he spin the block before he park it
Paulie ain't bitch at all Paulie just cautious
But little did he know niggas in the streets
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