Brothers

That's my brother, yea that's my brother That's my brother, yea that's my brother VIP and bad bitches with my brother R.I.P. my nigga, Shid thats my brother That's my brother, yea that's my brother That's my brother, yea that's my brother I done seen some hard times with my brother Yea yea I remember doing crimes with my brother Yea yea They say we ain't playing fair They wanna go, we could take it there I know the speed limit officer I'm in a foreign, shid I don't care Give me my ticket I'm outta here Now these women coming by the pair All she want is designer wear Get the draws and I'm outta there Listen bro, I could tell you how I got this shit Show you all my accomplishments Nigga show you all 7 continents Nigga listen Big bro just wanna see you winning See you get a mill then see you spend it That i8 I can see you in it I know you be going through some shit Marty So Nigga I'm here for ya And I never say it to ya face But Nigga I care for ya "Whitmore Bro" tatted on yo chest Nigga I'll kill for ya So many Niggas then switched on us But nigga we still loyal And Yung Zak you got it in you I just wanna see you get to it Niggas say you can out rap me And shid I done seen you do it Real nigga I done seen you prove it Bad habits But I done seen you lose em See you dripping Now the bitches choosing Used to rap about it Now a nigga do it That's my brother, yea that's my brother That's my brother, yea that's my brother V.I.P. and bad bitches with my brother R.I.P. my nigga, Shid thats my brother That's my brother, yea that's my brother That's my brother, yea that's my brother I done seen some hard times with my brother Yea yea I remember doing crimes with my brother Yea yea I got some brothers that's out in these streets But they ain't my blood though 13 and we finished with 6 It was what it was though All of my brothers get higher and higher But they ain't on drugs though All of my brothers will kill for me But they ain't no thugs though Hold it down that's the bro code If I'm on then we all on Industry will try and split you up But ain't nobody going solo I hit Rolls Royce for the 4 door Call CJ for the photos I'm in a 488, pushing 200 on the po po's If you bout this money and hard work Then nigga I'm fucking with ya I don't know you and you don't know me But I'm Still ya brother nigga She wouldn't follow a nigga back But now she wanna fuck a nigga If I ain't know you before I got on Then I'm prolly not fucking with ya Open the door and come outside Or we gon come and get ya Nah, It ain't up for debate Yea you know a nigga spitting I know you bobbing ya head I know you niggas feel it Premeditated murder I knew that I was gon kill it That's my brother, yea that's my brother That's my brother, yea that's my brother VIP and bad bitches with my brother R.I.P. my nigga, Shid thats my brother That's my brother, yea that's my brother That's my brother, yea that's my brother I done seen some hard times with my brother Yea yea I remember doing crimes with my brother Yea yea