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billy burbage - "brotherly love" lyrics

[intro]
a lot of people call on me
lot’s of people need me
i think it has something to do with my name
like it’s proof that i’m meant to be here, and+
people always say+
“what’s up wit it, will?”
“what up, will?”
“hey, william, where you at, at your mommas?”
“hey, will”
“hey, william”
“what’s up, son?”
“will, listen son”

[verse 1]
took a lot of will just to get here
took days, took months, lots of years, when
all i had was a wish and plan
and it’s all because will, i am
lost her, lost him, i lost them, yeah
but with this ink pen, i don’t need friends
i’ve been
doing what i can, and ain’t gotta act like i’m rich, ‘cuz i am

[verse 2]
(aye, yuh)
ain’t no helping hands, don’t n0body got us
messing with them k!ller crocs, tryna get me knocked off
i know why they’re cold blooded, we’ve got all the hot stuff
(oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
tryna get me popped, i am not sweet
this is not pop tart, tell them boys send em in
(when are sending it to me?)
people dying bout a man named benjamin, frankly, i don’t understand
still won’t ever chase a g’ over them g’s again (yuh)
don’t think i’ll ever chase that b’ over a b again (what?)
but back then i wasn’t sure
been hypothesized since birth, and now i’m tryna break the curse
do that ‘fore i leave this earth, and i don’t care who do it first
(yuh)
even if it means i gotta do it last (why?)
sometimes you gotta leave the future in the past (ok)
and i could rap too fast for you to hear me, but
i’m going slow, so my lil brody can hear me ‘cuz (what?)
these folks you’re calling your cousins, kinfolk, don’t know
what’s in your best interest
but if you don’t give em interest they won’t invest with you
(won’t invest with you)
we don’t fit in, our puzzle pieces built different
forget the bacon, i’m taking home the whole piggy (yuh)
and if i die for these riches tell the mrs i’ll miss her (um, will?)
take the bread out the cabinet that i left in the kitchen (yuh)
my brother, i love ya, i’m trynna tell you something listen
[bridge]
“hmm?”
yo christian, i’m tryna tell you something listen to me lil bro
dad told me that gangs don’t love your family
so, how can they love you?
what you think about that?
“bro what you talking about?”
yeah i know, bro
i just thought this would be something cool to put between my song
that’s all, you good
“i don’t know what you talking bout”

[verse 3]
i see
mhm, yeah, yeah, i know, you don’t hear me
hard heads, closed ears, on the phone with me
made a song for you, somehow it’s still about me
and i know, you’re worried about poppy
don’t stress it, ima get us out of poverty
mhm, yeah, yeah not a probably
and when i get us out this+
promise he’ll be watching

[verse 4]
geez (sheesh)
uncle c told me, to put sp+ce ‘tween, me and lil c
what he mean? is he sane? is he keen?
that’s my lil brother, not my mother+ (son listen)
‘scuse me, he want me to stalk ’em? nah, keep it a bean (yuh)
creeping up the charts
i’m cutting through seams, like some jeans, what?
but how? (what?)
wav then i bounce (what?)
and don’t forget the style (ok, ok)
don’t gotta have it all, dawg i just want it now
y’all wanna reach the top, just to ask “what happens now?”
(ok, ok) why?
something ain’t hitting too right (what?)
if they catch me, i’m going out with a fight
took a left last time, (skrr, skrr)
let’s hook right, to the chest, where the love hurts
tuff love, make up, don’t get worse
take that pain to the grave, yeah to the dirt
won’t get no restart
[chorus]
have faith in our hearts
hold trust in what’s ours
keep him out that gang, ‘cuz
that’s brotherly love
that’s, love
that’s my lil bro
no pops, he’s not home, so no joke, when i call him my son
that’s my run and gun
that’s, love
that’s my lil bro
yeah, sometimes we’ll be at odds
hold trust in what’s ours
have faith in our hearts
keep him out that gang, ‘cuz
that’s brotherly love

[outro]
man i got a lot on my mind, um
i want to talk to you, man, uh
what you doing tomorrow afternoon?

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