Durkio Mode

I rock with my brothers, yeah I rock with my brothers, they a go down with me But the love be fake, got to watch my niggas I be leaning off purp, got to watch my kidneys I pop me a perc, had to come to my senses I be too damn high, feel like Wayne No Ceilings I be on her mind, don't know if she a ride, just know when we vibe, she play with my glizzy Pop off on the grind, we be up like 50 Yeah we came from the streets but a nigga got feelings But I roll up pain, blow it out in a swisher Can't change how we live 'cause it ain't that simple Cause if a nigga move weird, he'll get knocked off glitching We be up in the streets with the Jeep doors missing 3 K's up in the whip, finally lynch him Hard with the strap, but without it, no difference We'll beat yo ass like the Bad Boy Pistons Watch how you act in front of them bitches Cause you can't turn back once you got that image You turned yo back, pussy keep yo distance Light his ass up like the tree 'fore Christmas Roll with the demons but we all be Christians 2 or 3 racks just stuffed in my denims Got to move smarter, got to dodge that sentence They a rather see us dead or inside them prisons So I speak from the heart, make sure they feel me I'm a push so hard that my skin start peeling 'Cause I came from the slums, got my shit from stealing Then I took them drugs 'cause I thought they healed me And I love them slugs, so nigga don't tempt me Got fucked up trust, so never come near me Ain't got much love, feel the world against me They mad I lucked up, now they filled with envy Now they done fucked up, I done upped that semi It's a cold, bold world, know the streets get busy Got the heat on me now, 'case a nigga get chilly Versace shoes but the belt say Fendi Want smoke right now, lil nigga pipe down, we a dish shit out like we shoot chimneys 30 rounds, yea we up right now, yea we'll make our rounds, til the clip go empty (yea) Got to watch yo homie (watch yo homie, watch yo homie) Got to watch yo brother (got to watch yo brother, got to watch yo niggas) Got to watch yo homie, yeah (got to watch yo brother, got to watch them, got to watch them) Got to watch yo brother, got to watch yo niggas (better watch yo brother) Can't choose which blick so I'm packing them both Can't choose which twin so I'm bagging them both Tilt up they chin, fall back to they throat Know I'm gone win, just lacking the hope So I pretend, fuck life as it goes Never broke again, throw the bag on the floor That's not our mans, if he ain't gone blow Dawgs in that pen, lord bless they souls Know we stand on 10, 'til they come back home Can't impress yo friends, know that shit get old Just count them bands and the real gone show You'll get knocked off when, niggas halt my growth Lord hold my sins, when the times get low Show all they plans, 'fore I hit that road Shorty blow like fans, know his heart get cold Catch you out by chance, better keep yo pole And if you got that shit on you, then hide it then Promethazine with the Vicodin Know when we shoot, know we do it reclusive I'll choose the casket you lying in Drop you in yo own city you hiding in Fuck on yo bitch and she go right back home, it ain't no guarantee when she'll slide again But just knowing me she gone ride again Got to watch my brother (got to watch my brother) Got to watch my homie (got to watch my homie) Got to watch these bitches (got to watch these bitches) Got to watch these snitches (got to watch these snitches) Got to watch these hoes (got to watch these hoes) Got to watch them pros (got to watch them pros) Got to watch my bros (got to watch my bros) Can't stand for the low (can't stand for the low) Got to watch yo homie (watch yo homie, watch yo homie) Got to watch yo brother (got to watch yo brother, got to watch yo niggas) Got to watch yo homie, yeah (got to watch yo brother, got to watch them, got to watch them) Got to watch yo brother, got to watch yo niggas (better watch yo brother)