What You Heard

Look
Outside of my momma kids I get skeptical when I hear the word brother
Cuz that means I'm close enough to get slimed like the others
Don't know where them bullets came from but I knew to take cover
Worse of all, it hurt bad when you was warned from your mother
Quick to tell me bout myself but can't handle rebuttals
Was it all a lie when you said we was down for each other
Plus I found out what they did but I ain't care about the others
Cuz yeah, they threw dirt on my name but you gave them the shovel

So what the fuck is there to speak about
Instead of coming up to me, you gave niggas something to read about
When I had the AC on, I brought niggas in when the heat was out
Telling all the bad, go and tell them where you was reaching out
Can't be a hundred if you only go and tell 50% of the story
Just come with facts like the DNA results on Maury
If I was down with you, I never would've spoke up on it
Show must go on, proceed with your performance

Oh, that's what you heard? Then that's what it is
Ain't clearing up no rumors about the shit that I did
I know that I ain't perfect but a lot of you niggas weird
Tried to take them to the top but was better off down the stairs
Guess I was blind before but I promise I'm well aware
But you got me fucked up thinking I'ma go shed a tear
If I play the same game, I can't promise that I'll play fair
But instead it's fuck you with my fingers up in the air

Check it, let's do a toast to the fake niggas
That been gone, there's plenty champagne for the real niggas to drink on
Did what you did but you big on communication
Why you asking where I went instead of asking where it went wrong
Ten toes could never fold, I'm too solid
What I did was out of love, wasn't looking to be acknowledged
Can't match energy cause I'm learning more through the silence
Niggas bitches, they be switching like Hannah to Miley Cyrus
We was supposed to be brothers
How the fuck am I supposed to feel
Moved like nothing happened but nigga, it happened still
Thousand nights, I'm putting in that grind
While my own niggas wishing I look like Meek before he had a deal
You took your shot, but I was bulletproof
Shining like the ceiling of cars you never get into
Once you do bad, that bad forever live with you
Good luck praying you get a miracle, nigga

Oh, that's what you heard? Then that's what it is
Ain't clearing up no rumors about the shit that I did
I know that I ain't perfect but a lot of you niggas weird
Tried to take them to the top but was better off down the stairs
Guess I was blind before but I promise I'm well aware
But you got me fucked up thinking I'ma go shed a tear
If I play the same game, I can't promise that I'll play fair
But instead it's fuck you with my fingers up in the air



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Writer(s): Moussa Balde
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