Ke/My Brothers
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh, uh
Shit, I was 15 when I had just lost a brother
At the age of 16, I had went and lost another
So I'm praying everyday, and I'm praying for my mother
And I'm balling for that cash, I might have a triple double
That's probably why these niggas can't stand me
They feenin' for the cup, like a nigga won the Stanley
All these niggas acting, they should go and win a Grammy
Rest in peace my nigga Ke, man, you was just like family, ooh
I got 3 threes, and I'm balling to the green
That's that Larry Bird shit, nigga can't you see?
I'm harassing niggas, picking pockets like I'm Lee
And I love my brothers, and I hope they can achieve
Anything you want, man, my brother I believe
Go and do what you got to do, go get the cheese
Riding in my Cadillac with the 23's
Then I hop out, and I wear the double G's
Bro
K3, 2025
Hella ugly
25 offers, best one, from Duke, you know?
Finna dunk it (yeah, let me see something)
Shit, I was 15 when I had just lost a brother
At the age of 16, I had went and lost another
So I'm praying everyday, and I'm praying for my mother
And I'm balling for that cash, I might have a triple double
That's probably why these niggas can't stand me
They feenin' for the cup, like a nigga won the Stanley
All these niggas acting, they should go and win a Grammy
Rest in peace my nigga Ke, man, you was just like family, ooh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh, uh
Shit, I was 15 when I had just lost a brother
At the age of 16, I had went and lost another
So I'm praying everyday, and I'm praying for my mother
And I'm balling for that cash, I might have a triple double
That's probably why these niggas can't stand me
They feenin' for the cup, like a nigga won the Stanley
All these niggas acting, they should go and win a Grammy
Rest in peace my nigga Ke, man, you was just like family, ooh
I got 3 threes, and I'm balling to the green
That's that Larry Bird shit, nigga can't you see?
I'm harassing niggas, picking pockets like I'm Lee
And I love my brothers, and I hope they can achieve
Anything you want, man, my brother I believe
Go and do what you got to do, go get the cheese
Riding in my Cadillac with the 23's
Then I hop out, and I wear the double G's
Bro
K3, 2025
Hella ugly
25 offers, best one, from Duke, you know?
Finna dunk it (yeah, let me see something)
Shit, I was 15 when I had just lost a brother
At the age of 16, I had went and lost another
So I'm praying everyday, and I'm praying for my mother
And I'm balling for that cash, I might have a triple double
That's probably why these niggas can't stand me
They feenin' for the cup, like a nigga won the Stanley
All these niggas acting, they should go and win a Grammy
Rest in peace my nigga Ke, man, you was just like family, ooh
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Writer(s): Von Williams
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