Brothers

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I thought I always wanted to rap over a Drake beat
Ever since I started, nothing has been the same, G
I've been grindin' hard I'm about to go cop the ver-say-she
Maybe it's Versace, man fuck it, they cannot stop me
Gather up then watch me, fight a demon like Rocky
Paint a picture like Van Gogh, fight a war with no ammo
Boutta sign the deal and I'll bring it back to the bando
Go and get the boys now we spinning off in the Lambo, look…
There's no where that I can't go
Crazy now to think that I started off with a bad flow
Practice does make perfеct and now I know that I'm worth it
I ain't always know that, I had to fake it then learn it
Or maybе I had to earn it by spitting flames like a furnace
Now I look around and the competition is burning
They tell me I'm the greatest the music is almost perfect
When I try to argue they tell me that that's the verdict
If you haven't heard it I'll write you the perfect verse
Now we fresh to death like there's diamonds all on the herse
I ain't love the money, my brothers could get it first
Alex, Connor, Lucas, without you I couldn't do this
You knew I had it in me, you told me I had to prove it
Kevin, Ryan, Jack, you always did have my back
Went to rhyme with Jake but I fucked it up by mistake
Fuck it, I'll just say that then pay him back with a Maybach
Pino you was with me when no one out there believed me
You put me on the beat and I killed it, I left it bleeding
I know some people out there who dissing me for no reason
I know that when I'm winning they'll switch it up like it's treason
I'm running this game for seasons, the energy's never fleeting
I'll never leave it defeated, I'll conquer it then I'll beat it
My brothers by my side and I know that they're never leaving
You ask me why I do it I'll tell you that they're the reason…