Die Together, Pt. 2 (feat. T-Rell & peterdoeslife)
(Okay, GWizz got it)
That's my bro, my bro
(Tre Made This Beat)
My bro, my bro, my bro, my bro
(Akel)
That's my bro, that's my bro
That's my bro, my bro, that's my bro, my bro
That's my brother like my mother's kid
Looking back to all the stuff we did
I got his back he got my back
That's how it's supposed to be
You step to him you step to me
And we gonna ride together (we gonna ride)
I pray we die together
But if not little bro
I'll meet you at the crossroads
James Mayes that's my mother fucking brother
If I find out that you fucking with him
Now I'm really coming
I'm coming so fucking hard
These bitches gone lay, fall
Now we gone fight & brawl
Now I'm gonna get pissed off, now I
Gotta hit him, I get him
I pop him, I drop him
I told 'em little bitch stop talking
You think it's a game
I pull up and bust your brain
Fucking with my brother mane, yeah
I thought I warned you
On part one but this is part two
I'm sorry I got a arrested
I'm sorry I lost hope
I started taking all those pills
And got addicted to the dope
Remember when we went to see dude
Bout spitting in your girls face
I got arrested for that night
But I never mentioned your name
If I die or you die please don't cry
Just look up into the sky
And know it's gonna be alright, yeah
Cause we mud brothers
Just like blood brothers, yeah, yeah
That's my brother like my mother's kid
Looking back to all the stuff we did
I got his back he got my back
That's how it's supposed to be
You step to him you step to me
And we gonna ride together (we gonna ride)
I pray we die together
But if not little bro
I'll meet you at the crossroads
Man I miss my partna, True (true)
Man I miss my dawg (mmhmmm)
True (yeah)
I remember when sipped the lean (yeah)
I remember when we hit our first bad bitch together (yeah)
Remember when we got them concord elevens
Now I'm writing all these letters to the heavens
How I wish I could just pour another beverage
And drink with my dawg
I be on some other shit then I swear
I wished that you was here so you could check me
These fake friends upset me
I got you tatted on chest dreams never lie
When I'm rolling in that coupe you'd be by my side
I just lay by your grave when I'm in Memphis (yeah)
I be smoking on them blunts when I get tempted (yeah)
That's my brother like my mother's kid
Looking back to all the stuff we did
I got his back he got my back
That's how it's supposed to be
You step to him you step to me
And we gonna ride together (we gonna ride)
I pray we die together
But if not little bro
I'll meet you at the crossroads
Remember the time at the farm I was trying to drive and talk to my ex
I totaled that truck but we got out without a scratch
Or what about the time but I don't remember the place
You wanted to leave I had a golf club and smacked you in the face
We were going fishing at the yard cut through a field down from my dads
We seen a truck he had a gun dropped our shit it's time to run
Remember when I said shut the fuck up and the couch thought it was you
He told you to get out of here but I noticed him following you
As soon as I turned that corner he grabbed and slung you around
I said get the fuck out of his face I was really ready to throw down
You know why cause you my brother (my brother)
That's my brother like my mother's kid
Looking back to all the stuff we did
I got his back he got my back
That's how it's supposed to be
You step to him you step to me
And we gonna ride together (we gonna ride)
I pray we die together
But if not little bro
I'll meet you at the crossroads
That's my bro, my bro
(Tre Made This Beat)
My bro, my bro, my bro, my bro
(Akel)
That's my bro, that's my bro
That's my bro, my bro, that's my bro, my bro
That's my brother like my mother's kid
Looking back to all the stuff we did
I got his back he got my back
That's how it's supposed to be
You step to him you step to me
And we gonna ride together (we gonna ride)
I pray we die together
But if not little bro
I'll meet you at the crossroads
James Mayes that's my mother fucking brother
If I find out that you fucking with him
Now I'm really coming
I'm coming so fucking hard
These bitches gone lay, fall
Now we gone fight & brawl
Now I'm gonna get pissed off, now I
Gotta hit him, I get him
I pop him, I drop him
I told 'em little bitch stop talking
You think it's a game
I pull up and bust your brain
Fucking with my brother mane, yeah
I thought I warned you
On part one but this is part two
I'm sorry I got a arrested
I'm sorry I lost hope
I started taking all those pills
And got addicted to the dope
Remember when we went to see dude
Bout spitting in your girls face
I got arrested for that night
But I never mentioned your name
If I die or you die please don't cry
Just look up into the sky
And know it's gonna be alright, yeah
Cause we mud brothers
Just like blood brothers, yeah, yeah
That's my brother like my mother's kid
Looking back to all the stuff we did
I got his back he got my back
That's how it's supposed to be
You step to him you step to me
And we gonna ride together (we gonna ride)
I pray we die together
But if not little bro
I'll meet you at the crossroads
Man I miss my partna, True (true)
Man I miss my dawg (mmhmmm)
True (yeah)
I remember when sipped the lean (yeah)
I remember when we hit our first bad bitch together (yeah)
Remember when we got them concord elevens
Now I'm writing all these letters to the heavens
How I wish I could just pour another beverage
And drink with my dawg
I be on some other shit then I swear
I wished that you was here so you could check me
These fake friends upset me
I got you tatted on chest dreams never lie
When I'm rolling in that coupe you'd be by my side
I just lay by your grave when I'm in Memphis (yeah)
I be smoking on them blunts when I get tempted (yeah)
That's my brother like my mother's kid
Looking back to all the stuff we did
I got his back he got my back
That's how it's supposed to be
You step to him you step to me
And we gonna ride together (we gonna ride)
I pray we die together
But if not little bro
I'll meet you at the crossroads
Remember the time at the farm I was trying to drive and talk to my ex
I totaled that truck but we got out without a scratch
Or what about the time but I don't remember the place
You wanted to leave I had a golf club and smacked you in the face
We were going fishing at the yard cut through a field down from my dads
We seen a truck he had a gun dropped our shit it's time to run
Remember when I said shut the fuck up and the couch thought it was you
He told you to get out of here but I noticed him following you
As soon as I turned that corner he grabbed and slung you around
I said get the fuck out of his face I was really ready to throw down
You know why cause you my brother (my brother)
That's my brother like my mother's kid
Looking back to all the stuff we did
I got his back he got my back
That's how it's supposed to be
You step to him you step to me
And we gonna ride together (we gonna ride)
I pray we die together
But if not little bro
I'll meet you at the crossroads
Credits
Writer(s): James Kellar
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