Lyrics:
brother's starving, hungry, and sick
Cause ain't nobody coming by the house giving free shit
So he gettin kinda skinny and my brother's almost dead
Got no
It's epidemic, forgotten, forgotten it got worse
I keep my head on straight, makin' money 'cause it's cursed
Makin' money makes a difference day by day
Power)
I ain't even gotta remind you
(Black Power)
My homeboy said he tired of rap, and to keep it G that's hard to hear
Ive been at this my whole life,
on this earth, kid
Count them blesses and pay them dues
Keep rollin' with the winners 'cause they don't lose
In the two G-era the skies is looking
them
Say a prayer for them
Let 'em know that God's there for them
This is how the world will
Know that you're His
And by the way that you will love
Motivated by His love so I model Him
Stay close through the word no space or time
Keep Him first in my life more prayer time
So check your tone when you speak
nah nah nah nah nah
My brothers stay healthy by rolling up marijuana
And I wanna be able to see a couple commas
In my bank account and I'm doing this
keep an AK
'cause that's the end of the day
We rollin' up pressure
You playin' gangsta, we'll test ya
I got, fuck, wait, 20, 000 on the dresser
She
know why?
'Cause it's spoken by the brother, whose name is spelt
The "I" the C-E-T., cold chillin', rhyme villain on the M-I-C
With raps roarin',
blow 'em out and open your eyes
We were looking forward to the rest of our lives
Used to keep my picture posted by your bedside
Now it's in your dresser
'em out and open your eyes
We were lookin' forward to the rest of our lives
Used to keep my picture posted by your bedside
Now it's in your dresser with
candles, blow 'em out and open your eyes
We were looking forward to the rest of our lives
Used to keep my picture posted by your bedside
Now it's in your
candles, blow 'em out and open your eyes
We were looking forward to the rest of our lives
Used to keep my picture posted by your bedside
Now it's in your
out and open your eyes
We were lookin' forward to the
Rest of our lives used to keep my picture
Posted by your bedside
Now it's in your dresser with
to the rest of our lives
Used to keep my picture posted by your bedside
Now it's in your dresser with the socks you don't like
And I'm rollin', rollin
the way.
Pickin’ my strings & singin’ my stories.
Growing my family day by day.
Long train rolling.
Take me home again.
Long train rollin’.
Back to see my
They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrollin, they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin
the list Markin' up my phone, brick by brick
Rollin' up shit all day, gas Homies come to take a blast
Talkin' bout shit that already passed Nigga, link up,
boy, oh boy
Me and yo' baby brother we keeps the rhythm
You'll always be our lil' nigga, and I know yo' mama miss ya
Picture the day when I get my
shawty bad, I had to throw it (Hunnit, hunnit)
I be trickin' on a bag, yeah, yeah, you had to know it
Is you rollin'? Ooh, you had to know it (woo!)
brothers hope you know that I won't change
Hop in my bag I'm in the booth all by my lonely
And I can't lie
I love it when you when you feeling on me
She love
gon with the wind
But I owe a lot to my nigga renz
He keep me focused on what I do
I need a me a M nah I need a few
I spit my pain all in this booth
the TEC's, shower some slugs on 'em
I've got a brother, don't rest and he keeps some drugs on him
Always in grind mood, hustle to find food
Ever seen Faces
the speaker
And overdose on somethin' sweeter
Do you suffer from migranes or other pains
That's caused by stress and strain? Brother, refrain
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