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I got some shooters chillin' in the backseat
Pull up on you like a taxi
I ride for my brothers, you don't gotta ask me
Mashed up in a black tee
I send

the genocide
I’m thinking turn a cheek why you’re thinking of letting’em fly
Build something with my brother then letting that nigga die
I’m still with the squad

know what's the move 
Do this for my mother, my brother, my friends and my girl and my crew

Lah' dih dah
I told myself I don't know who you are
But I

6 the doctor 9
No see in a long time
Two months have gone by
Didn't drop some rhymes
But now we're back
Back on the track
There is no lack of rap

to yo head couldnt blow you off these gangsta really putty acting nutty just to take a loss
After all 
When a brotha is raised
Offa hoagies, huggies,

and ain't missing no lettuce
Me and brothers stick together
Me and my niggas like fetta
Remember them niggas with love for me
But I was just keeping their

Taken by surprise it's a compromise
I made with the world
And you can't realize how many times
It's come down to something so simple
I look into your

light

My friends were long and gone
No more light or singing songs
Hopes and dreams all dashed away
By a semi in the middle of two lanes
I wish this

coming from the bay
Blue skies, only highs, not a day that's gray
Wanna chef with Steph, call me Bobby Flay
Brother by my side and he sipping Bombay

to sale (Sailing)
Tryna run my bands up
My brother need the bail (He need it)
I ain't tryna be crutch
I just want enough (I want it)
To help my friends

from an island she like... yo
That's right 
You're some kind of African and half white (right)
I was just confused by your minty melon
I tell her that's

14 people had to die
Got back to my house and the breakfast was cookin
I ate it quick and shot my little brother for lookin'
At me funny. He's been

Yeah I'm on fire
Tona to the 5 
Coming live from the 4 
I purchase in bulk
And I blow it by the O
7 days a week ay
You can't be friends with everyone

man
Don't you take them reprimands
You might just need a helpin' hand

And when you're in the firin' line
Feel them bullets whizzin' by
Don't you leave

friend and also my brother
We grew up and played together
You taught me how to shave and conduct myself
You witnessed all my first steps
At times I would

I'm sentenced here to die when I should be going home
If there is love it does not show

Crushed by the universe my sense is getting weak
I am just

That's why we lose

I blame myself for my own naive 
Blinded by love or Creature of flaws 
Crawling to a source of light 
Like moth to flame
And I'm just

For every man there comes a time thinking that,
Gotta be more than just be breathing that,
Live in comfort isn’t what God,
Has for him.
All of my

or not again 
I don't want no more lost brothers family and friends
I been losing hope
And it's something I never felt
Forgetting that I'm blessed
And that

thing again
and will never, ever end for now

Can we talk it over?
Can we still be friends?
If you hadn't met my brother,
We'd still be holding hands

times
Four times
Five times
Six times
Seven times
Bye bye
Tommy said he was a lover
Just wanted peace for his brothers
Out in the streets by his lonely

felt better
Than living in the past
Might just spend a bag
Might take her to Nobu
But why waste time with people who dont know you
I got a few ends
I got

Just last Thursday night
Was the last time that I said bye to you
The foreman knows you're gone
And not one person here has got a clue

Growing so distant I don't see my friends, working for money it don't seem to end
I know you ain't bout yo green, so, how you boutta feed yo team? 
Stuck