Lyrics:
I'm in the booth
But the streets needed me
I'm in the Coupe
But it ain't got no keys
Me and my brother
We just hit for a quarter ki
But we gone get
Brothers and sisters
Brothers and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming to
What's up, Missy? Timbo
This is another Missy Elliott (huh?
Popping bottles, blowing paper
Balling hard, he know they hating
But they gon' respect it
Cause he rocked Tony
And Tony had the hood on smash by his lonely
of others
Ashamed and smothered by accolades of two brothers, a father and mother who overcame the struggle
Too afraid of fame, till I got on a stage
died
I lost track I can't remember
But my son need a daddy
And daddy need a new Catti
Maybe like three or four Grammys
So I can send them to granny
Put
Jackson everything I say True
Used to try and call Mike Jones cause he gave out his number
Now when I pick up the phone check on my brother
Used to go
a fighter, we done dropped you on the floor
Remember them days we was stealin' out the store
How many times that we hit a hit, about four
Niggas do some shit,
Try to think back
Time gone by
Not much come back
But one thing I
Do remember,
Remember words were said
Time fills the pages
Turn the page
blood and like flesh
I got like 4 or 5 of those, and the rest are in question
If that's my brother that's my brother, my blood and my flesh
And most
There's a sun set setting on another good night
Little can't wait tailgate party on ice
Chilling in the back of a four-wheel drive
'Bout to pop
Or playin ball with your friends
At that park you like
I try to warn him
But he doesn't understand
My brother
Jordan
Just turned eighteen
What a blessing
I
Yeah
Let me pull my mask down man
Aye Zeb just give me one track through the whole joint
I'ma just go man
Spit from the he heart
Look
Look
I remember
Amir by my side to make sure I don't lack
Always gotta have my brother back
If they trynna get us while we lack
We finna splat to splat, them niggas be
give my brother John my sword that's made of the metal brown.
Bid him come at four of the clock and see his brother Hugh cut down.
Remember me to Maggie
Try to find my way
Through the world today
All I’m looking for
Is some kind of wonderful
It’s hard to remember that we’re blessed
when we’re tethered
I tell em, I say
One yourself when 2 niggas run up with 3 gats
A four, five, six shots
Seven like eight claps
Da nine milli throw ten shots
Where ya
you
Why'd you gone away
I've been missin you lately
Tell me why you're gone and thru
O yeah
Verse One: Notorious B.I.G.
I remember sellin three bricks
lookin' just like you
Why'd you go away
I've been missin' you lately
Tell me what you're goin' through, oh yeah
I remember sellin' three bricks
Yea
This for my dawg
Wassup Jade
Mmm
See my brother
He a real ****
He taught me bout scrilla
Flexing bigger
Long I can remember
It's all about
together
Try, don't let him take your love from me
You're not good, can't you see brother Louie, Louie, Louie
I'm in love set you free
Oh, she's only
a ca-all
Not let me get busy on this one..
See brothers be wishin' that's why they're eager to listen
Tryin' to do me but see they're no competition
half of us on dope
And the other half in incarceration
If the ones they want dead ain't
Killed by what they instigated
They put some dope on a brother's
Money over hoes (that guap) 3 way nigga
I got niggas throwing 4s (3 way 4 way)
I got problems
I got niggas dead and gone (all my niggas)
I got young
[Featuring Slick Rick]
Uhh Once upon a time let's see if I remember
Back in January
Nah chill.....it was December
True...cuz
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