Brotha (feat. King vernon)

How you hating on me when I grow up in the gutter
Headed to the top but I'm coming from the under
I don't F*** with fed I don't f*** with undercover
No homies in my circles all I got is my brothers

How you hating on me when I grow up in the gutter
Headed to the top but I'm coming from the under
I don't F*** with fed I don't f*** with undercover
No homies in my circles all I got is my brothers

Pops had 2 jobs yea he taught me how to hustle
Remember use to cry cause it would hurt to see em struggle
I ain't a cocky guy so I try to keep it humble
I'm going for the win I just hope that I don't fumble

I'm trying not to fumble so I'm hold on tight
If I make to the top man it's a scary sight
My mama know my problems she be praying for my life
I hoping that I win I be praying every night

How you hating on me cause I trying to make a way
Hatters getting mad cause they can't stay at my pace
I be going to fast I ain't never second place
Yea I do not bang but I'll still put you in that grave

Got up off my ass had to chase a bag
B***** I'm making moves yea I'm making cash
If you ever showed me hate I dumb you in the trash
B**** I focus on the future you still stuck in the past

How you hating on me when I grow up in the gutter
Headed to the top but I'm coming from the under
I don't F*** with fed I don't f*** with undercover
No homies in my circles all I got is my brothers

How you hating on me when I grow up in the gutter
Headed to the top but I'm coming from the under
I don't F*** with fed I don't f*** with undercover
No homies in my circles all I got is my brothers



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Writer(s): Victor Flores
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