FOR THE BROS

We don't talk about it
We just get shit done
Trying to fight whole gang gone get em
Ain't no one on ones
Lil stripper bitch mad
I ain't throw no ones
I was outside trappin in the sun
Bro put down that ball
And picked up a gun
Everybody wanna live that street life
But this shit ain't fun
When you lose yo life
Ain't no other one
Trying stack up these Ms
And give my brothers some

Bro play with them keys
Like he know Alicia
I be talkin to my god
He know all my secrets
Know my sons gone ball
Ima name em phoenix
It's ah drought we flood the city
Like hurricane Katrina
This shit I'm smoking from the west
I'm way in Virginia
Know I keep that glizzy somewhere
I can reach it
They was talking down on me
Now they want a feature
Even if we was running track
I wouldn't wanna meet ya
Wanna be ah City Girl
Bitch you ain't Caresha
Know we step on shit
Sorry I ain't see yuh
Make niggas get down or lay down
Like I'm Beanie Sigal
Whole time she got ah man
She tell me that she single
Bitches ain't shit
I already know that
That's why you fuck them then you duck them with yo hoe ass
I be hanging around some jackboys like I'm Kodak
Red rum just spell it backwards
She wrote that
Nigga murda what she wrote with yo slow ass
I need less friends
And I need more cash
Shit was coming slow now it's coming fast
I been thinking bout my future
They stuck on the past

We don't talk about it
We just get shit done
Trying to fight whole gang gone get em
Ain't no one on ones
Lil stripper bitch mad
I ain't throw no ones
I was outside trappin in the sun
Bro put down that ball
And picked up a gun
Everybody wanna live that street life
But this shit ain't fun
When you lose yo life
Ain't no other one
Trying stack up these Ms
And give my brothers some



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