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budouble - my brothers lyrics

remember when we used to post on the block
way before we was out totin’ them glocks
we had nothing to lose we was smoking on pot
and to make a little money we duplicate rocks
start woopin’ the heights
foenem was mad we was woopin’ they heights
never heard bout who was hoopin’ tonight
only thing that we heard who was shooting tonight
now a days n+ggas is losing they life and way back in the day they was using them fights
used they live to talk about it
now a days ain’t no talk about it
ain’t no runnin you mouth when you caught a body
all my n+ggas so filled up with darkness
shoot a n+gga hd you can see thе sharpness
shorty ran in his crib cuz he was starving
na he ain’t mеan to leave him on the carpet
i give you my all, put my heart and my soul in this
so real, see a real n+gga expose a b+tch
never fail, another n+gga might tell when you put him in that jail
start talking about that cell how it got four walls, three meals, no mail came, made no calls, no plays, no sales
you a real n+gga we know that you may bail
you a b+tch, ain’t on sh+t, then you sit in that jail, now it’s ugly
black gloves, black skully, blue money
lot of n+ggas hate me but they boo love me
who trust me got me thinking of my trusties
going so crazy that a n+gga tried to cuff me
cops tried to cuff me to lock me up
all these hoes tryna f+ck, get me to knockem up
cuz they swear i’m finna make it but i’m living in the matrix
everyday dodge jakes with what the carbrakes (??)
n+gga i’m just tryna make it where i’m supposed to be
n+gga tryna say he don’t know of me
you from the city n+gga how you ain’t know of me
i put it work how n+gga how you ain’t know a g
got me thinking of my brother how he supposed to have this spot
keep it real he was more worried about who had the drop
f+ck raps, he was really gettin n+ggas out here clapped, n+ggas seen that bandana next thing n+ggas wacked
we was goin different times n+ggas know i spit facts
know a few opp n+ggas wasn’t for nun they gon flex
that’s why we kept guns, put 30’s in it
pull up, shoot, hit from long range, i’m curry with it
i ain’t worried let it wane out na ion bang now
now that thing on your face called a mouth, keep my name out
n+ggas say i changed cuz i got a little fame now, but i leveled up
you n+ggas stayed the same
you was on the same sh+t, no crib, no whips, no guns
all i see is new fits, new kids, and thats cool but you ain’t finna talk like you it when everyone knows that you ain’t gon do sh+t
and i merch it you n+ggas verdict
confess my sins in the churches, pull up with curses, get them demons off me
got hit i wasn’t seeing a coffin
coughin up blood tryna speak to doctors
now i’m back down i need them choppas
nothing less than thirty poppas
i say gettem foolie gottem
i hittem gettem biggie droppem
i say blow then tay gon poppem
i say go then skooly shottem
rip to pappy, shoota, free my f+ckin brother shotta
and spazz out let it blast out, a young n+gga chasing cash
yeah we chose the fast route
gave pappy some work, toldem do a passout
then hsi phone rigning then we hit the mall and cashout
swear i miss my brothers, i’ll never go against my brothers
never go nowhere unless it’s with my brothers
i defend my brothers, even when you wrong that’s how that you is my brother

(right or wrong. i don’t give a f+ck n+gga right or wrong. defend my motha f+ckin brothers. all my brothers. you already know how we comin. you already know how i’m coming. you already know who we do this for n+gga you already know where we come from. from the mud, we got it out the mud. we had to take losses to get to where we at. n+ggas don’t know how that feels. n+ggas ain’t been in the field. na not for real. so many losses. so many motha f+ckin losses. so many rip’s so many free the guys. through it all… all that… still here… tfg.)

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