Текст песни My Brothers - BuDouble

Remember when we use to post on the block
Way before we was all totin them glocks
We had nothing to lose
We was smoking on pot and to make a lil money We duplicate rocks
And start whoopin the hypes folks nem was mad we was whoopin they
Hypes Never heard bout who was hoopin tonight Only thing we heard who
Was shootin tonight Now a days niggas is losin they life But way back
In the day they was losin them fights Least they live to talk about
It Nowadays ain't no talking bout it Ain't no running ya mouth when u
Caught a body All my niggas souls filled up with darkness Shoot a
Nigga HD u can see the sharpness Shorty ran in his crib cuz he was
Starvin Nah he ain't really mean to leave em on that
Carpet I give you my all, put my heart and my soul in this
So real see a real nigga expose a bitch
Never fails another nigga might tell when u put em in that jam
Start talking bout that cell How it got 4 walls 3 meals no mail
Can't make no calls no plays no sells You a real nigga na we know it
Then you make a bail You a bitch ain't on
Shit then you sit in that jail Now it's ugly
Black gloves black skully blue money
Lotta niggas hate me but they boo love me Who trust me got me
Thinking bout my trustees Going so crazy now niggas tryna cuff me
Cops tryna cuff me and lock me up All
These hoes tryna f uck me to knock em up
Cuz they swear I'm finna make it but I'm living in the matrix
Everyday dodging agents whippin white don't call me racist nigga I'm
Just tryna make it where I'm posed to be nigga on trying say he
Don't know of me You from the city nigga how you don't know of me
I put in work nigga how you don't know a G
Got me thinkin bout my brother how he posed to have a spot Keep it
Real, he was more worried bout who had the drop fuck raps he was
Really out here getting niggas clapped
Niggas seen that bandana next thing niggas wacked
He was going tit for tat niggas know I'm spitting facts
Know a few opp niggas wasn't for none ain't gon flex That's why we
Kept guns and put 30's in it Pull up
Shoot hit from long range i'm Curry with it
I ain't worried let it wang how nah I don't bang now
That thing on ya face called a mouth keep my name out
Niggas say I changed cuz I gotta lil fame
Now But I leveled and u niggas stayed the same
U was on the same shit no cribs no whips
No guns all I seen was new fits new kicks
And that's cool but U ain't finna talk like
U it When everybody know you ain't gon do shit
And I merch it u niggas burnt it confess my sins In them churches
To lift them curses get them demons Off me got almost seen a coffin
Coughing up blood trying speed to doctors
Now I'm back down and I need them choppas
Nothing less than 30 poppers I say get em foolie get em
I say hit em Biggie drop em
I say blow then Tay gone pop em
I say go then Skooly shot em
RIP to Pappy shooter free my fucking brother Shotta
And Spazz out let blast out Young nigga chasing cash yeah we
Took the fast route Gave pappy some work told hime do a pack out
Get his phone ringing then we hit the mall and cash out
Swear I miss my brothers
I will never go against my brothers
Never go nowhere less it's with my brothers
I defend my brothers
Even when u wrong nigga that's how you know that u is my brother

Right or wrong I dont give a fuck nigga right or wrong
Defend my mother fucking brother, all my brothers
You already know how we coming
You already know how we coming
You already know who we do this for nigga and already know where we
Come from nigga the mud we got it out the mud nigga we had to
Take losses to get to where we at niggas don't know how that feel
U niggas ain't in that field
Nah not for real
So many losses
So many mother fuckin losses
So many RIP's so many free the guys
Through it all, all that we still here TFG