More Marlo Less Sosa 2

[Verse]
Nigga if that’s your brother you should lift him when he falling
Nigga you move like a sucker, you don’t pick up when he calling
When it’s war they up the score, you know brody going all in
I showed you how to ride, how to slide in the foreign
Took niggas to Amiri used to rock, Ralph Lauren
Been got get back but going to still keep scoring
On that drink got me moving like I’m Tokvio
Little bro a face cracker with that drac
He signed to Ovo
Jump out the car and chase a nigga down it ain’t nowhere to go
They know how we coming when it’s war
We come and spank shit
You know how many times people I loved told me “I ain’t shit”, Fuck if you from here or over there it’s the same shit, loose lips sank ships
Brody did a hit with the fifth told his main bitch
Then he got caught cheating this shit ain’t been the same since
He kind of paranoid he thinking shorty going to talk
Before he let that shit happen that 40 Gon’ spark
Shit different when you’re back on the wall he ain’t burn the bridge
But ain’t no point of moving backwards at all
Niggas ain’t did what I did or seen the shit that I saw
Niggas rap gooder than a bitch but they ain’t really that raw
I’m the one you call boss you know I make the calls
I paid the way for niggas bitch I payed what it cost
Niggas flopping when they drop moving like Ross
I’m a cat drag and show you how to maneuver a horse
You put your hands in your face like we can’t shoot through the door
I’m Tony when he told sosa I’ll “Take you to war”
Better yet I’m Tony when he seen manolo open the door
All that love shit will get you cut deep with the sword
I’m from the trenches and I made it out
D’s at my mama crib staking out
Grab my gun before I grab the trash to go and take it out
Brody want me in the booth tell me “That’s the safer route”
I told him “It’s a button on the back I could just wave it around”
I hop out like beans and baby boy when they laid them down
Silencer on the tip of the Glock so i don’t make a sound
Put the 2x4 on the door before I lay it down
Dropper for a roar got me nodding try and bag a pound
When shit get real I lace my boots back to the street
Give a fuck about a deal I ain’t thinking about rapping on a beat
We the one jump out the car and clear the block like a big explosion
Devious a bunch of evil niggas and we pistol toing