Deep Wounds (feat. Niko Corleone)
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
Retro that's my right hand for him it is whatever
Since shorties we been in this shit together
A nigga play with my brothers we gone slide a whole month
A nigga play with my brothers we gone smoke him like some rutz
I had niggas i looked up to and they turned out to be bitches
In my circle its real niggas we don't fuck with no snitches
Ima mikey boy i made a promise to my brother to stand on that business
Brodie locked up cause he got told on by a lil witness
Mikey gone but i still feel his soul talk to him at night in that dark cold
Like bro we still on that road paris smiling down while im rocking shows
I do this shit the mikey way so i gotta chase the rolls
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
Im down to ride switch no sides its otf
Cant tell no lies with my guys we up next
Remember i had to go hard to get a check
Going crazy tho we got to much respect
Whatever for my brothers count the bread i don't stress
Play with my brothers blood leaking out his neck
School niggas was some squares like new ports
I was on my grind for some bread trying to record
Hit bro line we in the studio
Took a couple tries to count these bankrolls
Heard motherfuckers looking for me i ain't hard to spot
Now i got my bread together and ill touch yo ass right now
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
Retro that's my right hand for him it is whatever
Since shorties we been in this shit together
A nigga play with my brothers we gone slide a whole month
A nigga play with my brothers we gone smoke him like some rutz
I had niggas i looked up to and they turned out to be bitches
In my circle its real niggas we don't fuck with no snitches
Ima mikey boy i made a promise to my brother to stand on that business
Brodie locked up cause he got told on by a lil witness
Mikey gone but i still feel his soul talk to him at night in that dark cold
Like bro we still on that road paris smiling down while im rocking shows
I do this shit the mikey way so i gotta chase the rolls
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
Im down to ride switch no sides its otf
Cant tell no lies with my guys we up next
Remember i had to go hard to get a check
Going crazy tho we got to much respect
Whatever for my brothers count the bread i don't stress
Play with my brothers blood leaking out his neck
School niggas was some squares like new ports
I was on my grind for some bread trying to record
Hit bro line we in the studio
Took a couple tries to count these bankrolls
Heard motherfuckers looking for me i ain't hard to spot
Now i got my bread together and ill touch yo ass right now
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
A nigga play we gone send this bitch right up to the moon
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Writer(s): Mb Rico
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