Lyrics:
face no case
No you can't indict me
I was in the city
Raf Simons and Bombay
She so bomb and she my bae
So I call her bomb bae
And she got the swag
done got slow
My brother's been laid off
He been locked down for more than two years now
(Verse 3: Krayzie)
Business was boomin so a nigga assuming
as more young people take their eyes off the prize
See my man Simon talkin bout he's gonna put a kit
And a rag-top on that 560 S-E-see he buys?
Take
to a childhood, need to be loved
By parents that was in too deep with the drugs
Nigga, my advice, fuck the black and white shit
Be who you are, identify
got the sweeper
cny problems you got
That's my Beef
Ima be the one grillin up the Meat
You see my Brother he a G
Served up these feins we was really in
brothers keeper aye
I’ll die for my brothers yeah die for my brothers yeah aye aye
I’ll die for my brothers I’m my brother’s keeper aye
If he really want
family
Brother don't got to sell rock by the Dollar Tree
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you wa-a-ant
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my
use some help
If I fell by the colours of the sky,
Got blue when I wasn't enthused to be using my mind
Grey clouds, got lost and tried to hide
Lost fuel
smooth and calm and shit was like"
"Where's my bone, nigga?"
"Yo man, yo I'm doin' it God, I'm doin' it, man
I'm sayin', like, no, no, like back in like
convince me it was done, you had it coming from your birth
God He must've had a plan, can You tell me what it's worth?
‘Cause it's hard to understand, my man
Ye he's always by my side he my brother forever
Don't you ever disrespect us, we sliding together
When we chasing money, we don't care about
brothers was sippin that sprite
Had little broodie by my side he ready to drill
He was gripping that tool or shit tight
Just a youngin who was lost in
As I stand before my father, Jason
he's hella flawed, and sites he was chasing, weren't, benidorm
Couldn't see things the same, I had a bad rapport
When I left my long-time darlin'
She was standing in the door
Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war
Well, my pa he died
When I left my long-time darlin'
She was standing in the door
Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war
Well, my pa he died
bring him back
If I could
But my bank account
Looks like El Dorado
And lookin' back does no good
Simon was who made that shot
The gun was bought by Scott
fail
That's just the pride I keep
He could great sideways, inside out
But still left on the side street
That's just a bare fact
My definition
have a job because he chose to take a knee
So I took a break
Chose not to partake
No NFL games for me
I guess my mistake
Assuming more brothers would
platinum I got to go diamond
Destiny do what I say like Simon
Fuck protein I'm filled up with iron
This here be my world like Ryan
This rap shit here be my
avowals of
Religious faith to maintain an
Aura of respectability our
Civilization, such as it is
Was shaped by religion
And the men who aspire to public
with no spine
Wasshisname shot whatchacall with 223s he slung that iron
My nigga I'm moving militant servin' a trappin' these bows outta Millington (yap)
through'n up, and he bang it till he die
He be flood'n them colors, in every trap he driven by
He got brothers that died, from drive by, homicides
Since
empty like no one cares
My brother don't worry
The storm don't last always
For there's a man from glory
Full of mercy and grace
He'll pick
stay right with me
I don’t care bout the time of the day when he calls
I’m there for him just because
He’s My Brother, That’s My Brother
I love My
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