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Yeah
Everything I say is facts
This is a true story
Look, uhh

I seen my brother at his highest and I seen him at his lowest 
When we both was sittin' crying 
Cause he had to hit the road and 
Go on the run from the police 
Took a flight straight out from Oakland 
Then he land in Mexico and
Get a job to reel some dough in 

The first month pass 
He called me said, "this shit ass"
I'm staying strong 
It's takin long 
But shit I'm gon' get cash 
I said I know bro keep yo head up 
This shit gon' go fast 
Plus this shit ain't lastin' forever 
Know you gon' come back 

The second month go by 
He said, "bro this ain't life"
I told him bruh you gotta do some BS to get by 
Buckle up for the ride 
F*ck it buckle down and just try 
He said brother no lie 
Called me looked straight into my eyes
He said the other day, "I even thought about suicide"
But where would that be getting me 
Just fucking y'all up mentally 
Thought about y'all mom and Chelise 
So I can just calm into peace 
I told him, "bro just listen please"
I said, "I love you brother don't ever think bout that shit
I promise you, you gon come home and you gon' bounce back quick
All them ounces flipped
Don't need no more, we out that shit
Businesses and music that's owned, family proud as shit
Having crowds that's big
A hunnit fucking thousand thick
Everyone gon' love us at home 
Give us the crowns my big
Got drip and the flow is dope so ain't no drought my big
This all facts I only speak truth and that's no doubt my big"
He thanked me in relief 
We wasn't crazy we believe 
In the plans that we done speaked 
Cause we done planted in the seed 
No matter what you see 
Work in action behind the sheets 
Even if it's behind the CE  double L for weeks 

Month 3 he told me he been keepin' his damn head up 
But this shit boring it's going nowhere I'm getting so damn fed up 
It ain't even about the cheddar 
Feel like this was just a setup 
By God himself he putting me through tests 
I'm getting better at passin em 
Now it's on to the next 
Don't need a cell to remind me 
I'm supposed to have checks and be my best 
Have bad bitches to come thru and give neck and maybe sex 
I'm on a quest to have a house in the hills and own a jet 
And cop my parents a new house wherever they wanna rest 
Physical motivation get to me more than seeing these checks

Month 4 we plan the trip to sneak back into the states 
By that time he had a warrant and passport went out of date 
Couldn't go on foot couldn't go on boat or take a plane 
Had to wing it packed his bags copped a ticket the hound is grey 
So f*ck it he took the bus 
In God almighty we trust 
We prayed it wasn't a bust 
Hoped he make it home safe to us
 
The bus pulled over at the border, they checked the ID 
Not a blemish on his record or a warrant they seen
Fast forward a couple months been working hard getting bucks 
Stacking up we invincible feel like no one could touch 
Our wave 
One day 
We hopped inside of the truck 
Drove to Walmart parking lot rolled and sparked up a blunt 
The jakes passed by flash on they lights they must've know it was us 
We hopped out and start to run 
They using they taser guns 
Got caught, we in the back 
Thank god we ain't have no packs 
They dumped me and took him fast 
Walked home with no phone, that's facts 
God damn, he called me later that night and said he stressing 
I told him when he come home, on my soul, I'm about to bless him 
Now every move is perfection 
Got a lethal injection 
Can't trust no one not my best friend 
Never know who gon' keep a weapon 
Behind they back, form against ya 
And turn yo tee to magenta 
That's why I stay to myself on my own at home in my shelter 
Bitch
Free Al Bizz
F*ck

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