Lil Bro Big Bro
They sayin' that they happy for me, I'm knowin' what it is
Envy and jealousy, they knowin' they can't fuck with me
I thought it was some money before I saw a hundred G's
I was bringin' G's through the door, no disciples
Only thing that I salute is my rifle as a youngin' saw a I-4
Never been dumb, always paid attention
You can't stand the heat, then get the fuck out the kitchen, nigga
The more you bleed and train, then the less you breathe in combat
I'm from Inksta, Michigan, some call it Iraq
Some call it crooked, I let shit be so crooked
I seen niggas shake hands with they young man's killers
I seen a lot of green bills off of young white women
I seen niggas hate, cause they lil' bro passed them
Think all these niggas snake, no better to put it past them
I start off slow, she tell me to fuck her faster
Gun close by, in case she pullin' a fast one
Pussy so tight, I speed up, she ask me why
Why you fuckin' me like this? I told her you can be his wife
But you always be my bitch
Niggas play it crazy like my gun, how they switch
But it wasn't no problems when I was feedin' niggas
Ayy, niggas was down, I wasn't leavin', niggas
Till I show your true colors, oh, you leachin', nigga
To me, loyalty mean the most
And I was there for you, I ain't care if you was broke
That shit was too small, so I jumped off the boat
And when you speak, honey
Just make sure that you speak facts
Tell him how I always had your back, you can call my phone
I was there ten seconds flat
I'm Lil' Bro, you supposed to be Big Bro
But Big Bro ain't wanna see Lil' Bro grow
He think I own something in his feelings
If I say no, took that spoon out his mouth
He got the walkin' out the door
Like, damn, you just like a bitch
You don't do shit, you just wanna ask for shit
I felt me when he said niggas wanted more from me
Than my own sisters
Nigga can't name shit I asked a nigga for
I caught a nigga for
Always stood on ten and held my own nuts
I ain't dick sucking, I'm not a nigga, nigga
I been around here, everybody, nigga
Real niggas fuck with me and I don't give a fuck who don't
Inked on shit, nigga
Not none of that fake inked on shit
That real inked on shit
That stamped shit
Yeah
Envy and jealousy, they knowin' they can't fuck with me
I thought it was some money before I saw a hundred G's
I was bringin' G's through the door, no disciples
Only thing that I salute is my rifle as a youngin' saw a I-4
Never been dumb, always paid attention
You can't stand the heat, then get the fuck out the kitchen, nigga
The more you bleed and train, then the less you breathe in combat
I'm from Inksta, Michigan, some call it Iraq
Some call it crooked, I let shit be so crooked
I seen niggas shake hands with they young man's killers
I seen a lot of green bills off of young white women
I seen niggas hate, cause they lil' bro passed them
Think all these niggas snake, no better to put it past them
I start off slow, she tell me to fuck her faster
Gun close by, in case she pullin' a fast one
Pussy so tight, I speed up, she ask me why
Why you fuckin' me like this? I told her you can be his wife
But you always be my bitch
Niggas play it crazy like my gun, how they switch
But it wasn't no problems when I was feedin' niggas
Ayy, niggas was down, I wasn't leavin', niggas
Till I show your true colors, oh, you leachin', nigga
To me, loyalty mean the most
And I was there for you, I ain't care if you was broke
That shit was too small, so I jumped off the boat
And when you speak, honey
Just make sure that you speak facts
Tell him how I always had your back, you can call my phone
I was there ten seconds flat
I'm Lil' Bro, you supposed to be Big Bro
But Big Bro ain't wanna see Lil' Bro grow
He think I own something in his feelings
If I say no, took that spoon out his mouth
He got the walkin' out the door
Like, damn, you just like a bitch
You don't do shit, you just wanna ask for shit
I felt me when he said niggas wanted more from me
Than my own sisters
Nigga can't name shit I asked a nigga for
I caught a nigga for
Always stood on ten and held my own nuts
I ain't dick sucking, I'm not a nigga, nigga
I been around here, everybody, nigga
Real niggas fuck with me and I don't give a fuck who don't
Inked on shit, nigga
Not none of that fake inked on shit
That real inked on shit
That stamped shit
Yeah
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Writer(s): Darion Gamble
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