Brotherly Love
[Intro: aQthegod]
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah you my homie
And I love you
And you know that we
Gon' ride till the motherfuckin' end
[Verse 1: aQthegod]
You my n***a while we broke
Gon' be my n***a when we eat
You bring loyalty to the table, honesty when we speak
And honestly we connect like a tractor trailer,
Accept all of our imperfections, you get me through my depressions
We get dressed hit the club, in search for girls in them dresses,
With the fat ass poking out oh lord!
Got a Fake ID so we drink no limits
Bragging rights for whoever bag the most digits
If you ain't my mans now i'm burning all bridges ain't lookin' forward to crossin' em again not a smidgen, and If we ever discorded, forget it just ignore it Cause n***as dying here
Like salons we can't afford it,
Ain't got energy to grudge, Matter fact I won't budge
Its still suck dick and fuck you
All of the above
I'm on tilt When it's simple,
Keep the Phony from my cubicle, they'll sing no musical then show up at ya funeral
After they put the hit out,
Gon' be hard for me to sit out
With this real that i spit out
This is what the game need, something like a fit-out
While ya trynna fit in i'm just trynna spend time with the bro's, get high for the lows,
Who knows, what the future holds, not a damn soul and so, love your friends like today could be the last and ride till them wheels fall off and you crash uh!
[Verse 2: aQthegod]
I prefer to hear free you than a eulogy, much
Rather see you in a cop car than a hearse
Most of ya see ya mans put they freedom on the line just for dimes, like its fine na n***a its the worst,
Save em while you can, help em be a better man, if I could rewind time I would My homie told me
He finna play with the white like james harden, my reply was do your thang! Yea I feel ashamed, obviously the one to blame, anger running through my veins, cause I coulda kept em free far away from them chains! Wasn't aware of the need that must of gotten into you, even a degree now and days won't get you interviews its pitiful, critical, facts non fictional, be having a n***a ready to flip like reciprocals, be having a n***a ready to cock back and blast, and kill a n***a on the ave just for a little bit of cash, i'm from where you either play ball or play the block, meaning you either give dimes or sell rocks, meaning you run plays or run away from the cops, my family ain't around ya n***as is all I got, even seen more of my growth than my own pops, was there through my first fight, first pair of nikes, I could lean on ya whenever like codeine mixed with sprite, and just like reproduction this right here's for life!
Ay you my n***a for life!
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah you my homie
And I love you
And you know that we
Gon' ride till the motherfuckin' end
[Verse 1: aQthegod]
You my n***a while we broke
Gon' be my n***a when we eat
You bring loyalty to the table, honesty when we speak
And honestly we connect like a tractor trailer,
Accept all of our imperfections, you get me through my depressions
We get dressed hit the club, in search for girls in them dresses,
With the fat ass poking out oh lord!
Got a Fake ID so we drink no limits
Bragging rights for whoever bag the most digits
If you ain't my mans now i'm burning all bridges ain't lookin' forward to crossin' em again not a smidgen, and If we ever discorded, forget it just ignore it Cause n***as dying here
Like salons we can't afford it,
Ain't got energy to grudge, Matter fact I won't budge
Its still suck dick and fuck you
All of the above
I'm on tilt When it's simple,
Keep the Phony from my cubicle, they'll sing no musical then show up at ya funeral
After they put the hit out,
Gon' be hard for me to sit out
With this real that i spit out
This is what the game need, something like a fit-out
While ya trynna fit in i'm just trynna spend time with the bro's, get high for the lows,
Who knows, what the future holds, not a damn soul and so, love your friends like today could be the last and ride till them wheels fall off and you crash uh!
[Verse 2: aQthegod]
I prefer to hear free you than a eulogy, much
Rather see you in a cop car than a hearse
Most of ya see ya mans put they freedom on the line just for dimes, like its fine na n***a its the worst,
Save em while you can, help em be a better man, if I could rewind time I would My homie told me
He finna play with the white like james harden, my reply was do your thang! Yea I feel ashamed, obviously the one to blame, anger running through my veins, cause I coulda kept em free far away from them chains! Wasn't aware of the need that must of gotten into you, even a degree now and days won't get you interviews its pitiful, critical, facts non fictional, be having a n***a ready to flip like reciprocals, be having a n***a ready to cock back and blast, and kill a n***a on the ave just for a little bit of cash, i'm from where you either play ball or play the block, meaning you either give dimes or sell rocks, meaning you run plays or run away from the cops, my family ain't around ya n***as is all I got, even seen more of my growth than my own pops, was there through my first fight, first pair of nikes, I could lean on ya whenever like codeine mixed with sprite, and just like reproduction this right here's for life!
Ay you my n***a for life!