Maserati Rick’s Brother

The type of nigga to move the caine raw
The type of nigga to slice you up with a chainsaw
That was Clyde Carter, he was bout them ends
He had a plan to take the game back from The Best Friends
It was his anyway cause it belong to his brother Rich
So why should he let these other niggas get Rich
Tell him "chill"? Chill don't pay the bills
They was bro bodyguards, so how Rick get killed?
One ear out the other
One man out to smother
The Best Friеnds who left him here without his brothеr
Freaky Steve and even Donald Goines son
The Best Friend niggas, they don't play with guns
Had these other niggas shook, but Clyde wasn't scared
Not many challenged them but Clyde was the one who dared
A true hustler, I true soldier
Wasn't scared of no nigga wasn't scared of no roller
$10,000 bail money, to get Rick off a charge
But the money got seized cause of a drug sniffing dog
He was close to his brother, he was close to Demetris
But after Rick got murdered things wasn't the same as previous
Rick's violent death split up his men
One group was loyal to Clyde, the other to Best Friends
Demetris faked his kidnapping, but still had a hand in things
From behind the scenes he was pulling the strings
Clyde had a meeting, met up with his soldier
Started putting plays down on how they could take over
Shootouts in Detroit, shootouts in Inkster
Brains spattered on the curb, now niggas is free thinkers
Clyde Carter and his crew went to war with Best Friends
Played the hand that he was dealt, but naw he ain't win
On Lannette near Chalmers he lost his life
They killed his girl too, that's a hell of a price
A hail of gunfire soon as he got out of his truck
With a 9mm, they lit his ass up
Didn't kill his 1-year-old son but they killed him and his woman
Shot Clyde in the head, shit his girl in the stomach
Took them both to St. John's attempted to revive them
But both Clyde and Patricia was dead on arrival
She was 26 and he was 34
Met up with Demetris the night before
Put they lives on the line, all for the bread
And two weeks later, Demetris was dead
Ni**a, did you hear what I said?
Two weeks later, Demetris Holloway was dead
In the end the guns went clickity-clack
Another reminder, the streets don't love you back
Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh
Just another story about the wrong path