N.L.M.B (Never Leave My Brothers)
Stay with my brothers
Til the death of me
Life been hard
But it won't get the best of me
Want to cook it up
Say wassup, I got the recipe
Niggas claim they street
But they be acting like they sesame
Try to play with me
I up the heat, to make him rest in peace
For real
I just want commas nigga
You can miss me with them problems
Just want dollars nigga
Bitch I'm known for staying solid
Keep that drama nigga
You don't want it bad as I do
Just be honest nigga
Niggas always chattin'
All up on that hot shit
Passed the ball and then he dropped it
Cause niggas not fit
We run round, We toting chop sticks
Don't fuck with my click
Niggas hit you, With that hot shit
I'm talking Thai shit
And please stop acting stupid
We really ruthless
You was stuck up on your school shit
I need a new flip
I'm getting tired of the Nissan
I need new whip
Ima hop out the new shit
Like nigga who dis'
And we ain't really tripping
If you acting foolish
Cause In the gutter, It get ghoulish
Like Stanley Kubrick
Couple niggas really shoot shit
Ain't talking hoopin'
Please don't make it nigga lose it
And let it loose bitch
Stay with my brothers
Til the death of me
Life been hard
But it won't get the best of me
Want to cook it up
Say wassup, I got the recipe
Niggas claim they street
But they be acting like they sesame
Try to play with me
I up the heat, to make him rest in peace
For real
I just want commas nigga
You can miss me with them problems
Just want dollars nigga
Bitch I'm known for staying solid
Keep that drama nigga
You don't want it bad as I do
Just be honest nigga
Fresh up off that case
And So we back to toting blickys
I can't go for none
You know I gotta keep it with me
On probation in Dekalb
I still be in and out the city
12 gon try and catch Me
Tell they ass to come and get me
I Count up Blue faces all day
Shout out Nipsey
These Bottles of Bel-Air
Done Gotta nigga feeling Tipsey
I'm Working on my Power
Got me feeling like I'm Fifty
Fuck her for an hour
Then I bust up on here titty
I beat her back out
I'm a dog up in that kitty
Tear that cat down
Ima have to hit her raw
Give her that smack down
Hit it once and she
Just don't know hit act now
If her man want the smoke
We get him clapped down
Stay with my brothers
Til the death of me
Life been hard
But it won't get the best of me
Want to cook it up
Say wassup, I got the recipe
Niggas claim they street
But they be acting like they sesame
Try to play with me
I up the heat, to make him rest in peace
For real
I just want commas nigga
You can miss me with them problems
Just want dollars nigga
Bitch I'm known for staying solid
Keep that drama nigga
You don't want it bad as I do
Just be honest nigga
Remember we would rock the same clothes
Now when we pop out
It ain't plain clothes
Fucking with them eaters
fucked round and fucked the same hoes
Fuckin with the crew
Yeah I know just how that game goes
Neighborhood heroes
When we pop out we don't save hoes
Stay with my brothers
Til the death of me
Life been hard
But it won't get the best of me
Want to cook it up
Say wassup, I got the recipe
Niggas claim they street
But they be acting like they sesame
Try to play with me
I up the heat, to make him rest in peace
For real
I just want commas nigga
You can miss me with them problems
Just want dollars nigga
Bitch I'm known for staying solid
Keep that drama nigga
You don't want it bad as I do
Just be honest nigga
Til the death of me
Life been hard
But it won't get the best of me
Want to cook it up
Say wassup, I got the recipe
Niggas claim they street
But they be acting like they sesame
Try to play with me
I up the heat, to make him rest in peace
For real
I just want commas nigga
You can miss me with them problems
Just want dollars nigga
Bitch I'm known for staying solid
Keep that drama nigga
You don't want it bad as I do
Just be honest nigga
Niggas always chattin'
All up on that hot shit
Passed the ball and then he dropped it
Cause niggas not fit
We run round, We toting chop sticks
Don't fuck with my click
Niggas hit you, With that hot shit
I'm talking Thai shit
And please stop acting stupid
We really ruthless
You was stuck up on your school shit
I need a new flip
I'm getting tired of the Nissan
I need new whip
Ima hop out the new shit
Like nigga who dis'
And we ain't really tripping
If you acting foolish
Cause In the gutter, It get ghoulish
Like Stanley Kubrick
Couple niggas really shoot shit
Ain't talking hoopin'
Please don't make it nigga lose it
And let it loose bitch
Stay with my brothers
Til the death of me
Life been hard
But it won't get the best of me
Want to cook it up
Say wassup, I got the recipe
Niggas claim they street
But they be acting like they sesame
Try to play with me
I up the heat, to make him rest in peace
For real
I just want commas nigga
You can miss me with them problems
Just want dollars nigga
Bitch I'm known for staying solid
Keep that drama nigga
You don't want it bad as I do
Just be honest nigga
Fresh up off that case
And So we back to toting blickys
I can't go for none
You know I gotta keep it with me
On probation in Dekalb
I still be in and out the city
12 gon try and catch Me
Tell they ass to come and get me
I Count up Blue faces all day
Shout out Nipsey
These Bottles of Bel-Air
Done Gotta nigga feeling Tipsey
I'm Working on my Power
Got me feeling like I'm Fifty
Fuck her for an hour
Then I bust up on here titty
I beat her back out
I'm a dog up in that kitty
Tear that cat down
Ima have to hit her raw
Give her that smack down
Hit it once and she
Just don't know hit act now
If her man want the smoke
We get him clapped down
Stay with my brothers
Til the death of me
Life been hard
But it won't get the best of me
Want to cook it up
Say wassup, I got the recipe
Niggas claim they street
But they be acting like they sesame
Try to play with me
I up the heat, to make him rest in peace
For real
I just want commas nigga
You can miss me with them problems
Just want dollars nigga
Bitch I'm known for staying solid
Keep that drama nigga
You don't want it bad as I do
Just be honest nigga
Remember we would rock the same clothes
Now when we pop out
It ain't plain clothes
Fucking with them eaters
fucked round and fucked the same hoes
Fuckin with the crew
Yeah I know just how that game goes
Neighborhood heroes
When we pop out we don't save hoes
Stay with my brothers
Til the death of me
Life been hard
But it won't get the best of me
Want to cook it up
Say wassup, I got the recipe
Niggas claim they street
But they be acting like they sesame
Try to play with me
I up the heat, to make him rest in peace
For real
I just want commas nigga
You can miss me with them problems
Just want dollars nigga
Bitch I'm known for staying solid
Keep that drama nigga
You don't want it bad as I do
Just be honest nigga
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Writer(s): Kobia Redd
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