Both Ways

[Intro]
(Ay Chaos, turn them drums up, fool)
Hm
My brother said it's time to bring that gangster music back, nigga
Say "It ain't that drill shit, man, like—
You know you got yo' own sound"
Know, hmm

[Chorus]
My brothers, they need me, I got 'em
Hard when you come from the bottom
Know the streets'll take yo' heart away
I know who gon' come when I call 'em
Trap and still run from my problems
Know if I could, I'd fix 'em all today
Tell the trap, know we come from the bottom
I seen that pain on my mama
If I could, I'd take it all away
In the back I still ride wit' that— Uh
Brothers still sellin' that— Uh
Before you jump in the streets, look both ways, take a different route

[Verse 1]
I put all this shit up on my shoulders, what they bitchin' 'bout?
Killer tryna make his quota, drop some', turn the city up
Stepper tryna get some closure, was out there 'til the .50 bust
Lowest of the lowest, shit, we used to catch the city bust
They say "You the coldest," I say "How?, a nigga flamed up"
Used to be the poorest, look at how that nigga came up
Steppers on a roll, you better tell them niggas tighten up
I'm outside doley, big-ass .40, dare a nigga try his luck
I know all the smackers 'round my way, them niggas cappin', huh
Niggas throw it up, don't rep that gang, them niggas flaggin' (Pussy]
Big shit in my crib, they run in here, gon' catch a free one
Hate when a nigga tell me his war stories, like I believe 'em, nigga

[Chorus]
My brothers, they need me, I got 'em
Hard when you come from the bottom
Know the streets'll take yo' heart away
I know who gon' come when I call 'em
Trap and still run from my problems
Know if I could, I'd fix 'em all today
Tell the trap, know we come from the bottom
I seen that pain on my mama
If I could, I'd take it all away
In the back I still ride wit' that— Uh
Brothers still sellin' that— Uh
Before you jump in the streets, look both ways (Take a different route)

[Verse 2]
Uh
Bro'nem almost home, it won't be long until he touch (Yeah)
Active members, they get drops and fuck shit up (Frr)
I got a special bond wit' killers I stay in touch wit'
Looked up to big bro, 2015, he rockin' TrukFit (Say, on God)
They seen the flame comin' out that barrel, they know we torch shit (Come here)
We ain't done, won't pick and choose who we wan' war wit'
They thought we ran out of gass, no question how we slidin'
They do anything for clicks, the reason niggas dyin', huh
I'm on the block tryna box some' in, nigga, free my brothers (Njgga, free 'em)
Nigga said fuck my dawg, next thing, he seen my cutter, hell yeah
Let them boys fake pop they shit, boy we the flushers
Huh
We don't double down, got different genes, boy this shit goin' on

[Chorus]
My brothers, they need me, I got 'em
Hard when you come from the bottom
Know the streets'll take yo' heart away
I know who gon' come when I call 'em
Trap and still run from my problems
Know if I could, I'd fix 'em all today
Tell the trap, know we come from the bottom
I seen that pain on my mama
If I could, I'd take it all away
In the back I still ride wit' that— Uh
Brothers still sellin' that— Uh
Before you jump in the streets, look both ways (Take a different route)