Free My Brother

Kirk Franklin I made it rain on em
Ben Franklin heal the pain on me
I miss my brother free my brother then
And when they do we doing the money dance
swiper no swipen
I ain't doing no fighting
Pull off in a viper
All my niggas move in silence
We just left the lot
And I pulled off with da title
Blame on da streets
My lil homie he sniper

Buss a Akron nigga
Counting money backwards
They mad we caught up lackin
I'm rocking all this fashion
This the big league
But my shooter still a minor
He just up the score so we put em in designer
She a brown skin lace front blow in da wind
Hit da once it's still a 12
Hit it again
I'm a die alone
So I really don't want no friends
Spilling all this drank
Reminiscing bout my sins

Kirk Franklin I made it rain on em
Ben Franklin heal the pain on me
I miss my brother free my brother then
And when they do we doing the money dance
swiper no swipen
I ain't doing no fighting
Pull off in a viper
All my niggas move in silence
We just left the lot
And I pulled off with da title
Blame on da streets
My lil homie he sniper

Wrangler big wheel you might need a booster seat
These designer flavors we got bags for the cheap
I just hit a lick dawg somebody call Malik
She classy bitch but she still a big freak
She very high maintenance
But gone eat me for the free
We don't need Maury cuz I left it on her cheek
We in sport mode, slide off AMG
Disrespect the gang you gone die thats on me

Kirk Franklin I made it rain on em
Ben Franklin heal the pain on me
I miss my brother free my brother then
And when they do we doing the money dance
swiper no swipen
I ain't doing no fighting
Pull off in a viper
All my niggas move in silence
We just left the lot
And I pulled off with da title
Blame on da streets
My lil homie he sniper



Credits
Writer(s): Legarius Bonner
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