Gucci Mane feat. MPA Duke, Waka Flocka Flame, Young Thug, Young Dolph & OG Boo Dirty -
Brick Factory, Vol. 1
Homeboys (feat. MPA Duke, Waka Flocka Flame, Young Thug, Young Dolph & OG Boo Dirty)
Yeah, 1017, MPA, Longway, I love you
Straight up, Guwop
Yeah
(This one for my homeboys)
Man, motherfuck my enemies
Them niggas not no kin to me nor friend of me
(This one for my homeboys)
Who stayed down through thick and thin (stay down)
Never changing up, no switchin'
(This one for my homeboys)
Who locked up and couldn't make it
And they sittin' at the county jail just waiting
(This one for my homeboys)
And we been together since knee high
Skippin' school and gettin' high, that's no lie
If I was high as fuck, then he was high as fuck (then what?, then what?)
If I was fly as fuck, then he was fly as fuck
Then you stole something and that was fucked up (what?)
And that's bad luck, but good luck with that (good luck, bruh)
And now you can't get shit from me, but an old snapback
And you always knew my only rule, but you still play with this dude (so what?)
And I learned from the old-heads (then what?), gotta set your rules or be ruled
And I'm too tough to be rude (no way), just can't
Momma said I always had a nasty attitude (and what?), it stinks
First thing's first, bruh miss you to death (I swear)
Think about you every day since the day you left (I swear)
In the club going hard all night long
The next morning got a phone call, you never made it home (oh shit!), shit
Now what the fuck is that?, that's fucked up
Ain't too many of my kind that made it out, so I just lucked up (I lucked up)
I told Lil T, don't take that dope to Mississippi, he did that shit anyway
To get all of my niggas back, I give all this shit up any day
(This one for my homeboys)
Man, motherfuck my enemies
Them niggas not no kin to me nor friend of me
(This one for my homeboys)
Who stayed down through thick and thin (stay down)
Never changing up nor switchin'
(This one for my homeboys)
Who locked up and couldn't make it
And they sittin' at the county jail just waiting
(This one for my homeboys)
And we been together since knee high
Skippin' school and gettin' high, that's no lie
Grew up wearing the same jeans (jeans), rocking the same shirts (the same shirt)
Now we busted guns at each other, this shit hurts (it hurts)
My momma cryin' herself to sleep off the shit we doing
For our kids, I really think that it's a bad influence
Now every time I go out - people asking where you at? (Where you at?)
But I can't tell tell the world I'm shooting at my buddy Nick
Before you went to jail, I wanted to make it right (real talk)
Now I'm a millionaire, you doing life, this shit ain't right
Started off as homeboys, grew up now we enemies (fuck him)
If he cross the line, I'll kill him if he kin to me
I don't think he hearing me, I don't think ya'll feelin' me
Pulled up in the Phantom, ghost now they say they scared of me, scoured
All I had was hustle, grew up in the struggle
Small nigga, big heart, now I got the muscle (fuck him)
Long live Slim D, Mario, we miss you
Mario, we miss you
(This one for my homeboys)
Man, motherfuck my enemies
Them niggas not no kin to me nor friend of me
(This one for my homeboys)
Who stayed down through thick and thin (stay down)
Never changing up nor switchin'
(This one for my homeboys)
Who locked up and couldn't make it
And they sittin' at the county jail just waiting
(This one for my homeboys)
And we been together since knee high
Skippin' school and gettin' high, that's no lie
Straight up, Guwop
Yeah
(This one for my homeboys)
Man, motherfuck my enemies
Them niggas not no kin to me nor friend of me
(This one for my homeboys)
Who stayed down through thick and thin (stay down)
Never changing up, no switchin'
(This one for my homeboys)
Who locked up and couldn't make it
And they sittin' at the county jail just waiting
(This one for my homeboys)
And we been together since knee high
Skippin' school and gettin' high, that's no lie
If I was high as fuck, then he was high as fuck (then what?, then what?)
If I was fly as fuck, then he was fly as fuck
Then you stole something and that was fucked up (what?)
And that's bad luck, but good luck with that (good luck, bruh)
And now you can't get shit from me, but an old snapback
And you always knew my only rule, but you still play with this dude (so what?)
And I learned from the old-heads (then what?), gotta set your rules or be ruled
And I'm too tough to be rude (no way), just can't
Momma said I always had a nasty attitude (and what?), it stinks
First thing's first, bruh miss you to death (I swear)
Think about you every day since the day you left (I swear)
In the club going hard all night long
The next morning got a phone call, you never made it home (oh shit!), shit
Now what the fuck is that?, that's fucked up
Ain't too many of my kind that made it out, so I just lucked up (I lucked up)
I told Lil T, don't take that dope to Mississippi, he did that shit anyway
To get all of my niggas back, I give all this shit up any day
(This one for my homeboys)
Man, motherfuck my enemies
Them niggas not no kin to me nor friend of me
(This one for my homeboys)
Who stayed down through thick and thin (stay down)
Never changing up nor switchin'
(This one for my homeboys)
Who locked up and couldn't make it
And they sittin' at the county jail just waiting
(This one for my homeboys)
And we been together since knee high
Skippin' school and gettin' high, that's no lie
Grew up wearing the same jeans (jeans), rocking the same shirts (the same shirt)
Now we busted guns at each other, this shit hurts (it hurts)
My momma cryin' herself to sleep off the shit we doing
For our kids, I really think that it's a bad influence
Now every time I go out - people asking where you at? (Where you at?)
But I can't tell tell the world I'm shooting at my buddy Nick
Before you went to jail, I wanted to make it right (real talk)
Now I'm a millionaire, you doing life, this shit ain't right
Started off as homeboys, grew up now we enemies (fuck him)
If he cross the line, I'll kill him if he kin to me
I don't think he hearing me, I don't think ya'll feelin' me
Pulled up in the Phantom, ghost now they say they scared of me, scoured
All I had was hustle, grew up in the struggle
Small nigga, big heart, now I got the muscle (fuck him)
Long live Slim D, Mario, we miss you
Mario, we miss you
(This one for my homeboys)
Man, motherfuck my enemies
Them niggas not no kin to me nor friend of me
(This one for my homeboys)
Who stayed down through thick and thin (stay down)
Never changing up nor switchin'
(This one for my homeboys)
Who locked up and couldn't make it
And they sittin' at the county jail just waiting
(This one for my homeboys)
And we been together since knee high
Skippin' school and gettin' high, that's no lie
Credits
Writer(s): Juaquin Malphurs, Radric Davis, Jeffery Williams, Adolph Thornton, Martinez Arnold, Brandon Shirley, Lance Taylor
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