4 The Bros

I pray my brothas
Stay with God
And that they keep on on the right path
I can't tell u that it's easy
Can't predict when u just might crash
But God gives the toughest battles
To the ones He know gone last
Don't ever give up on your gift
Cuz it ain't something u just keep stashed

This for my brothas, for my thugs
Just let the pain go
And never keep it in
I swear to God that's how the pain grows
Never one to judge
I been the one who let the pain flow
I Say it in these songs
So now they knowing what my pains for

Look
Not one to pour it up
And I cannot afford
To have my brothas leanin off the cup
This money im gone double up
Invest it back, and run it up
Brodie knows the plan
So keep yo head straight
We gone turn it up

My brothers need me
So I can't throw my life away
And all I been achieving
Brodie in the cell
It got me deep up in my feelings
Wishin I was in my bag
So I could bless your books
No readin

I been Tryna paint a picture
But this shit not complete
Brodie on the verge of suicide
I know he feeling weak
All I do is pray
But this shit happens every fuckin week
Shit got me on my knees
God I been pleading I can't get no sleep
Damn

I been stuck up in this fast life
But I cannot slow down
Until I'm knowing that my bag right
I been in the mix
But never caught up in no bad light
The truth gone come to light
And it dont care bout what your bag like
That's damn right

So
I take a breath
Gettin harder with the nicotine
But what's gone help the stress
All these vices ain't gone fuel my dream
I'm puttin it to rest
So if I put this in the song
It's not to get it off my chest
I know my demons gettin comfy
They already built they nest

Yeah, they already built they nest
You know my demons been comfy
Prolly plottin on they next
Got some vices and some demons
I been tryna put to rest

If I really lost it all
And it all jus fell down
I know my God and my fam
Gone pick me up from the ground
Cuz I surround myself with people
Who been fucked w my sound
So we gone get it all together
Never hid what I found

I been real
Never one to follow the hype
I been makin moves in silence
But it's all gone catch flight
I know I'm destined for the fame
And my name in big lights
I just hope my only change
Is tryna better my life

I pray my brothas
Stay with God
And that they keep on on the right path
I can't tell u that it's easy
Can't predict when u just might crash
But God gives the toughest battles
To the ones He know gone last
Don't ever give up on your gift
Cuz it ain't something u just keep stashed



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Writer(s): Noah Chand
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