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sj & bandokay - brothers (outro) lyrics

[verse 1: bandokay]
bands, yo
it hurt me deep when i lost neesh, i swear i can’t squash beef
they’re asking who’s snitching, i said “not me”
i’d rather drop myself than drop me
i told mum i can’t come to auntie a’s cah i got beef with washed neeks
plus i don’t watch yutes that don’t watch me
i laughed so much i nearly cried when i heard he’s gonna box me
don’t know what you heard about me, motherf+cker, i’m the top g
and i’ma k!ll the n+gga’s k!llers, rob the n+ggas doing robberies (yo)
free f, he done so many packs, he thought he knew it all
brasser 50 one time and went and blew it all
i lost five guns, the last two were beautiful
don’t lack for no b+tch, i bring my stick to that booty call
i greased my nina bareback, never had no gloves on
he’s calling me a punk but i’m the brudda the he ran from
had the best wap in the hood, don’t ask where i get my guns from
i had to ask my n+ggas where’s the love gone
she’s telling me i’m stubborn, i’m a taurus, plus my last name duggan
had a taurus, it was gorgeous
i’m still out here thugging, i ain’t bugging
had to tell my n+gga “don’t shoot my cousin”
then he told me that he won’t but deep down i know he bluffing
akhi told me don’t go, next time to send a yg
i told him that it’s cool, these other rappers ain’t like me
i’ll pull up to a party wearing nike
just as long as my skelly and my nine x beside me
at one point i went to every party with my pistol
i ain’t even gotta lie, go ask security it’s simple
i give gunshot, i don’t give talk, quick corn
and i just met a new wap, link up in bristol
my n+ggas on the 1s and the 2s with no signal
if you hear this, keep banging on your doors
my shooters in drip, he kept banging in dior’s
and boogie got twenty years ’cause he was banging for the cause, so free him up
[verse 2: sj]
woyoi
the judge looked me in my eye and asked me, what have i done?
i told him this ain’t who i am, this is just what i’ve become
imagine being 15 already clutching a gun
cah there be n+ggas tryna roll and put a hole in your lung
and i don’t like beef, f+ck war, it slows down my money bag
b+tches tryna honey trap, that’s why i do the running, man
i used to love bro for the times, he used to cut his tag
just so we can roll, hit the strip and go and bunny, man
bands ain’t my friend, that’s my blood bro
so when marky died, it also left me as a crushed soul
after ball, always asked me, how did that go?
now i’m in his graveyard chilling with my rambo
but he ain’t gotta worry cah he knows his son’s a star
got bands until i die, i’ll take a bullet in my heart
right or wrong, i still got him, nothing’s dragging us apart
that’s my brothet and i love him, that’s my muhf+cking darg, that’s that
free boogie though, my left lung
even though i’m locked too
i say that sh+t until we both free
free klaps, real guy, that’s my big homie
free frog, real guy, that’s my street codie
f+ck you think, n+gga
’cause i’m locked, what you don’t think i drink, n+gga
check my bank, see a price of a six figure
think i’m lacking, i’m still rolling with a big chinger
haunted by my past so i ain’t dying by no b+tch n+gga
block full of go+getters, real n+ggas, pole sh+llers
really known for stepping out and chinging up some grown fellas
now we’re tryna elevate
give us lemons and i bet we turn in lemonade
name a block like up that be getting paid
name a b+tch in the clubs who ain’t getting laid
as far as that goes
free my lifers, they don’t really chat loads
n+ggas pillow talking just so they can go and smash hoes, motherf+cking b+tch n+ggas, p+ssies
free the f+cking gang

- sj bandokay lyrics

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