Two of the Same Kind

Now we was once two, of the same kind
Quick to holla at a, with the same line
Fam, you was like my bloodline
And my right hand man at the same time
We was once two, of the same kind
Back and fourth spit verses on the land line
Fam, I know it's been a long time
Even though you outta sight, never outta mind

You my hitta forever,
We were runnin' soul train, Use to hit 'em together
We was kickin' cold game like Lambeau in a blizzard nigga,
Right hand with me, runnin' from the pigs, hoppin' fences in the villa nigga
Whoop whoop, that's the sound, feet don't fail me now
Couple homies slipped up but we got up out (Outta there)
Long tee era, you was there bruh
Under 21, we had to run off on them beer runs (We did)
Graduated to Hennessy same time
Music started piquing our interest the same time
Mothers started trippin' on us the same time
Mutual friend, let us move in the same time
Reason why, was two of the same kind
On God, was two of the same kind
No lie, was two of the same kind
On Pac, was two of the same, kind

Now we was once two, of the same kind
Quick to holla at a, with the same line
Fam, you was like my bloodline
And my right hand man at the same time
We was once two, of the same kind
Back and fourth spit verses on the land line
Fam, I know it's been a long time
Even though you outta sight, never outta mind

In my 2-Pac voice "I ain't mad at cha"
Parted ways but it ain't no bad blood nigga
Now we both got sons that's our spittin' image
Lookin' up to us, I believe in new beginnings
As I remember, It was jah lit
Method Man an Red, on some how high shit
Yea, old pics not in high res
They don't do 'em justice youngin, we did not rest
Route 66 to 4-9-5 connect
We was ridin' dirty, you ain't pass your driving test
Hittin' house parties, stealin' all kinda shit
Took the PS2 and their parents liquor stash
Little bad motherfuckers but we changed
Started goin' different ways older we became
But we was once two niggas of the same kind
May God bless the both of us at the same time

Now we was once two, of the same kind
Quick to holla at a, with the same line
Fam, you was like my bloodline
And my right hand man at the same time
We was once two, of the same kind
Back and fourth spit verses on the land line
Fam, I know it's been a long time
Even though you outta sight, never outta mind