Lyrics: Duvy
Music: Duvy
[Verse]
Your action worth a hunnid bricks
It's hard to stand around the pastor, got too many sins
Save me, brother know I'm going through it all
He gon par with me
'Cause if I win, you know we all win
I had the junkies calling at the same time I had the labels calling
They told me watch my back
They think that I can't watch myself
I fought for the grind, I ain't ever fought for help
I woke up and went to that corner where my brothers died
But I can't complain cause we spin back there many times
I'm nauseous, I need me some ****ing air
I'm making racks while you keep sitting in hotels
I can't tell you what i'm doing cause niggas tะตll, and bitches tell
Know his pain shit she lะตd him on it's real
See niggas standing with gangsta
And he geekin off the pills
Can't 'cause they be honest
They think brodie he was on a drill
And that first nigga who died
Gave him a birthday wish
Get up super close I swear that glizzy kiss
Brudda told me he was smiling
Laughing when he seen him twitch
They can't cuz they be honest they think brodie he was on a drill
I seen my OG cry
It be hurting her but she know that I'm living life
It's just the fact we come from a bloody scene, it's a scary site
Don't get caught on the fences, green beam; it's on sight
No millionaires call for no protectors
My brother know I'm there with him
Yeah he there with me
Lot of niggas ain't gang, but say they gang so it's 17, fifty
I write you everyday, do you miss me?
Look what we done baby we got history
Look what we done nigga we got history (For real)
We was loading G locks way before fifteen
Feel in love with m-m-m-money route, my main squeeze
Feeling safe with DP on the drill, i know he gon' squeeze
From the streets, I'll show you how to swing a rod
My bruddas across the street for me, they go retarted
Dumb way, that dumb way, we know that death is promised
Brodie got a sweater in the middle of August
Oh you brought out the biggest guns?
[Outro]
For real though