Lost My Brother (feat. Ace Bandz)

Yea I lost my brother that shit hurt
Had his momma crying put my brother in the dirt
Got some bad thoughts so I'm smoking on this purp
Yea he shot up my house but now that nigga on a shirt
So its fuck him got sum real shooter I don't even gotta to touch him
Put him on the lists wait a min then we crush him
Still trynna figure out who did it who the suspect
We been coming up mine as we'll call me up next

Up next he typing on the internet that's tough text
Rough sex she want me beat it up till no nut left
Nut left and now she acting crazy say I'm suspect
I been smoking daily feeling hazy going up steps
She want to have my baby I said maybe now she upset
They might say I'm crazy they Fugazi I could careless
And I don't bear threats If you ain't talking money I ain't even trynna hear that
I'm on the move everyday tryna get my bread stacked
It was north to the south now it's east to the west
Hustle count digit's hit the beach just to rest
Got a lot of hater I'm a beast when I step
I can peep all the threats take a seat take a rest if it's beef make a mess
And they don't know who did it missing piece of the map
Grab the key to the trap take a leap to success
J3 wold what it be don't forget

Yea I lost my brother that shit hurt
Had his momma crying put my brother in the dirt
Got some bad thoughts so I'm smoking on this purp
Yea he shot up my house but now that nigga on a shirt
So its fuck him got sum real shooter I don't even gotta to touch him
Put him on the lists wait a min then we crush him
Still trynna figure out who did it who the suspect
We been coming up mine as we'll call me up next

I been grinding on the low just waiting for my time to blow
No need to up the score they been falling like some domino's
If you ain't talking money then it's adiós
Can't let them get too close I hold my owe weight
Drip drip drip splash yea I ride my own wave
They don't want to see me shine in the game colgate
I got money on my ain't got time to debate
Pockets been fat I got time to be late
Been worked out I got time to eat cake
No fake love ain't got time for the hate
Rest in peace J ima take it all the way
Ain't no stop it's a road to be paved
Hit the road hit the stage get the doe getting paid
Get some more just to save Money Train all the way you was gang all the way
I got pain in my vane since I lost my brother man this shit ain't been the same

Yea I lost my brother that shit hurt
Had his momma crying put my brother in the dirt
Got some bad thoughts so I'm smoking on this purp
Yea he shot up my house but now that nigga on a shit
So its fuck him got sum real shooter I don't even gotta to touch him
Put him on the lists wait a min then we crush him
Still trynna figure out who did it who the suspect
We been coming up mine as we'll call me up next



Credits
Writer(s): Cory Brabham
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