For My Bros

Ima go hard for my bro’s I’ll kill a hunned niggas just to see cro
Stuck in the trenches with poles he turn crazy we’ll wipe his nose
(?), I pop them percs to stay out my feelings
Dissing my dawgs get turned to a victim uh can’t trust him too iffy
I lost my cro this ain’t feel real, came from the trenches we just tryna see a
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Now it just feel like a dream just the other day he was serving the fiends
Now I don’t see no more, lost my trust so my heart turned cold
I keep that heater though, I’m ‘bout my bread like a pizza dough
I know that you fake I can see from the look in your eyes
You reap what sow so you know that death come with life
So I ain’t wasting time don’t be mad if I’m stuck on my grind
I turn that boy to ashes, teach you a lesson lil nigga stop lacking
Ima go hard ima shine, ima pour my pain in all of these rhymes
This 40 stay right by my side mention the guys you don’t wanna die
He ain’t got no loyalty I can see the fake in ‘em
I can see the snake in ‘em, pull up and we blazing ‘em
Ima go hard for my bro’s I’ll kill a hunned niggas just to see cro
Stuck in the trenches with poles he turn crazy we’ll wipe his nose
(?), I pop them percs to stay out my feelings
Dissing my dawgs get turned to a victim uh can’t trust him too iffy
I’m in the trap, uh, uh, I make it flip again
She wanna fuck, uh, uh, I told her bring a friend
Double my cup, uh, uh, I’m drinking medicine
I’m chasing them Borden’s, them Benjamin’s, she talking ‘bout love I ain’t
hearing it
Now my heart be vacant, RICO Gang ‘till the world blow
You cannot handle my lifestyle when the game test you please don’t choke
Got demons all in my head, see the devil before I go to bed
My mom praying I ain’t next but I be one step ahead
Ay, ay, ay, ay, so I cannot slip like a skate
My hammer be right on my waist, yeah, white chalk yellow tape
Wet up your block nigga let it rain, he think he hot then we gonna blaze him up
Let his mom see him on the cable yeah, all this pain I’m facing yeah
My young niggas I ain’t controlling ‘em, pull up then they smoking ‘em
I was in a stolen car tryna switch to a foreign
The things that I did you wouldn’t handle it, catch me a opp ima vanish him
But I wasn’t into no magic shooting shit just became a habit
Ima go hard for my bro’s I’ll kill a hunned niggas just to see cro
Stuck in the trenches with poles he turn crazy we’ll wipe his nose
(?), I pop them percs to stay out my feelings
Dissing my dawgs get turned to a victim uh can’t trust him too iffy