Opposition
I'm about loyalty, honor, respect
Ain't none of that
I can't rock with you
It ain't happening
What is you doing
Stay off the hard medicine
Stay off the hard drugs
Okay
Okay, let's go
These niggas out here rockin' with these suckas
Man, these perps out here fuckin' with the suckas
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
And that's the quickest way to get that ass dropped nigga
Friends turn foes, lames off code
Stick a fork in him he a lost cause
Ride till the wheels off veer off road
A troubled teen vamp life what's the lost boys
You talk loud but ain't really making no noise
Back in high school you couldn't even get chose
Bought a hot burner but it leave you still froze
Damage arteries, separate lymph nodes
Boy I'm uncut straight fish scale
Remove the ceiling on the coupe before I fishtail
Was with the birds till they start telling duck tales
Perp you a Kerr straight tuck tail
Niggas doing hard drugs on some cluck shit
Crossing they love ones on some fuck shit
Cold world, yeah, I overstood J. Cole
Me, myself and a nine De La Soul
These niggas out here rockin' with these suckas
Man, these perps out here fuckin' with the suckas
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
And that's the quickest way to get that ass dropped nigga
Boy you must be on some meth or something
If you don't think I'ma get to checking something
From where niggas get at your neck for nothing
Or maybe he was guilty by association
Wrong place, wrong time, happened on occasion
Cut from a different cloth, we got no relation
Sit your punk ass down for the duration
You ain't a stand up guy, you a pure hater
Blood type must be bitter B
Your whole existence just sound like misery
This whole extended full clip come with a beam
One man army, ain't come with a team
Channel my inner Ali
Rapper with a clapper, Chi-Ali
Nigga, you trippin', stay off the molly
Sleepwalk, perc call, now they think they Mozzy
These niggas out here rockin' with these suckas
Man, these perps out here fuckin' with the suckas
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
And that's the quickest way to get that ass dropped nigga
Ain't none of that
I can't rock with you
It ain't happening
What is you doing
Stay off the hard medicine
Stay off the hard drugs
Okay
Okay, let's go
These niggas out here rockin' with these suckas
Man, these perps out here fuckin' with the suckas
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
And that's the quickest way to get that ass dropped nigga
Friends turn foes, lames off code
Stick a fork in him he a lost cause
Ride till the wheels off veer off road
A troubled teen vamp life what's the lost boys
You talk loud but ain't really making no noise
Back in high school you couldn't even get chose
Bought a hot burner but it leave you still froze
Damage arteries, separate lymph nodes
Boy I'm uncut straight fish scale
Remove the ceiling on the coupe before I fishtail
Was with the birds till they start telling duck tales
Perp you a Kerr straight tuck tail
Niggas doing hard drugs on some cluck shit
Crossing they love ones on some fuck shit
Cold world, yeah, I overstood J. Cole
Me, myself and a nine De La Soul
These niggas out here rockin' with these suckas
Man, these perps out here fuckin' with the suckas
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
And that's the quickest way to get that ass dropped nigga
Boy you must be on some meth or something
If you don't think I'ma get to checking something
From where niggas get at your neck for nothing
Or maybe he was guilty by association
Wrong place, wrong time, happened on occasion
Cut from a different cloth, we got no relation
Sit your punk ass down for the duration
You ain't a stand up guy, you a pure hater
Blood type must be bitter B
Your whole existence just sound like misery
This whole extended full clip come with a beam
One man army, ain't come with a team
Channel my inner Ali
Rapper with a clapper, Chi-Ali
Nigga, you trippin', stay off the molly
Sleepwalk, perc call, now they think they Mozzy
These niggas out here rockin' with these suckas
Man, these perps out here fuckin' with the suckas
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
A, you ain't the Brodee you a opp nigga
And that's the quickest way to get that ass dropped nigga
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Writer(s): Charvez Johnson
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