Brotherly Love

Love the way you love me
Sure know how

You never lied to a nigga
You kept it reel just like these cameras was on
Before women had found an interest and these cameras was on my back
Keep watching
Cause niggas that got a knife in theirs will detach
And somehow just stab me with it
It happened
But who knew it be close to me
The girl that was formally
Known as first love
She had snuck up in the club
With another nigga, two times
Two different niggas two times
Who am I
Not a goofy nigga
True I
Played it cool
What would you do
If you knew
Some shit she ain't know that you knew
And think you a fool
It's done
Moving on with my niggas again
We would just laugh at the group text how we hit it again
Like "I'm in a jam"
Read the text and I hit yo line
"I'm on the corner of this and that"
My address never exact
Response is "Damn word I'll be there in 5 minutes"
And not 5 hours later you'd be there in 5 minutes
Got pre rolls niggas would smoke out the whole crib
I never dranked and smoked
But on occasions I throw me a shot
Aye nigga stop that
We'd be coming back from the store
And before I get through the door
You would lock my ass out in the cold
Was all jokes nigga
We gon make it one day and this ain't all hope nigga
You grab the remote talking about life while playing the sticks
Was playing 2K talking bout life cause this shit's a trip and I'm gone

Love the way you love me
Come on
Sure know how
To do things just right
Love the way you love me
Come on
Sure know how
To do things just right

It's a Saturday night you know things bad
Still stressin over the woman that I once had
Yal bring up girls that wanted me in the past
And I ain't wrong for crying or nothing
Yal just say to hit they line or something
Got low self esteem
Cause shit
I ain't got a dime or nothing
I even ain't write a rhyme or nothing
Yal been feeding me for two weeks in
I been hungry as hell dawg can't wait until these two weeks get to end for a nigga
Pray with me when I sin on a nigga
I'm at church I'm on a search to find the hymn in a nigga
True shit
But don't forget all the happy times
Like you having 2 girlfriends and her friends not knowing again
Push the whip because it's snowing again
We told u not to go that way but you did it so we going again
Where shorty that would gave you head like just because
Knowin what was it was
Shit she could make a good meal
You was selling weed out the crib making good deals
You was cutting hair out the crib it's a hood feel
I was writing raps out the crib on how I would feel bout it
Brail don't tell how I could feel bout it
It got me like shit never do
I never knew that niggas
That ain't blood be making a better you
Can't thank you more for days
You showed a nigga his ways
A scissors could the cut the check but still ain't enough to repay and I'm gone

Love the way you love me
Sure know how
To do things just right
Love the way you love me
Sure know how
To do things just right



Credits
Writer(s): Deonté Gardner
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