Brothers

Yurr even this shit on my hip right now

[Verse 1]
S-Block, S-Block (S-Block, S-Block)
Thats how imma come for this one
These niggas got 18 dead homies but I rolled a blunt one for this one
30 on the drum, hollows in the gun, bitch imma go dumb with this one
I bet you he run from this gun
You know that we walk the big ones
Still fighting some cases, you know I ain't been tripping I been out the way
Shit got real these last couple weeks
Some niggas got hit but that all I'm gonna say
I did a hit and I ain't have my mask and now I'm OT and I'm chillin with bae
I keep a K and imma spin where you lay when i shoot you imma aim for your face

[Verse 2]
Wholetime bro its GReal
We ain't clutch I don't think that his heat real
When we spin we know that his feet real
He ain't been dissing but he off the e-pill
We ain't clutch I don't think that his heat real
When we spin we know that his feet real
He ain't been dissing but he off the e-pill
I had to chill for real, know I'm a fact and these niggas be lying, they lame
Tired of these goofies who used to be groupies start dissing my hood, please stay in your lane
No I won't change for the fame, Its only two way out of the game:
You either gone die or police gonna put you in chains
Thats what happens when you want to bang
Walk down gang we stretch and be gone
Why this lil' bitch keep calling my phone
Facing this wood this shit had me gone
When she call me daddy she switch up the tone
I know the lifestyle I'm living is wrong
Who knows if i make it home
I be sad when I'm making these songs
But these drills be keeping me on
Pole keep me alive
You on a head no way imma drive
If you on my side then you ain't surprised
I started right before all of the guys so we could be rich and start changing our lives
Me and my homie ain't really we been speaking and its two street niggas just dealing with pride

[Verse 3]
I'm jumping the fence
Niggas be dissing they ain't making sense
They got shot three times think he 50 cent
We left them there because i say what i meant
None of them shooters, ain't nobody spin
Can't see in this jag because it got some tints
If you dissing my name bro cracking your chin

[Outro]
Bro cracking your-
What? bro cracking your-
What?
(Think he 50 cent think he 50 cent)
He ain't 50 cent
He ain't 50 cent
He ain't 50 cent