Same Old Brothers Songtext
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Same Old Brothers Songtext
It′s the same old brothers from the block
Try and bring a brother back, wanna see me on my back
Put a bullet in my back, girl, I'm never goin′ back
'Cause my brothers got my back, oh Lord, oh Lord
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go
Not even heaven or hell
I walked this Earth and keep protecting myself
My stress and mental-in health is kinda fallin' back
My brothers told me that the biggest battles
Be the stress in yourself, yeah
My pop was doin′ forty-hour weeks
Now I′m comin' home with money, nearly fortied-hour week
Used to tic me up a stick and now it′s forty ounce a week
Jealous brothers wanna see me on the street, but it's sweet
Get back on your feet if the world gon′ knock you down
And never let them see you weak
I was jaded, couldn't pay this, but we never got to speak
Got dementia and his mental had him beaten, I was weak
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Ma, I made it to the party limousines
Now I′m bank like fifty Gs in my Balenciaga jeans
Now I'm always eatin' pasta ′cause they′re classier cuisines
Half of this for you, my ma, half of this for me
I'm not the father I should be
′Cause I left my fuckin' fam for these Rihannas on the beach
And now I see the devil made a casket just for me
And I don′t really know if I should laugh or I should scream like
Tell me, what would Pac do? Would he fire back?
Or think about his mama's eyes and go and write a rap?
I did a show along the coast and now I′m flyin' back
Now pretty women hit me up and I don't write ′em back
I still remember listenin′ to Cold, like
What about me? Yeah
What about me? Yeah
I still remember nothin' on the road, like
What about me? Yeah
What about me? Yeah
Like, what about it? Like, who you doubted?
Like you ain′t really been the one to come and move these ounces
We the Rushmore, we Everest, I move these mountains
I'm tryna get this check before it bounces (Uh)
It′s crazy how everything change
Remembering days of walking along memory lane
I been chillin' for so long I ain′t rememberin' play
I'm takin′ drugs just to settle this pain, one more time
It′s the same old brothers from the block
Try and bring a brother back, wanna see me on my back
Put a bullet in my back, girl, I'm never goin′ back
'Cause my brothers got my back, oh Lord, oh Lord
It′s the same old brothers from the block
Try and bring a brother back, wanna see me on my back
Put a bullet in my back, girl, I'm never goin′ back
'Cause my brothers got my back, oh Lord, oh Lord
Try and bring a brother back, wanna see me on my back
Put a bullet in my back, girl, I'm never goin′ back
'Cause my brothers got my back, oh Lord, oh Lord
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go
Not even heaven or hell
I walked this Earth and keep protecting myself
My stress and mental-in health is kinda fallin' back
My brothers told me that the biggest battles
Be the stress in yourself, yeah
My pop was doin′ forty-hour weeks
Now I′m comin' home with money, nearly fortied-hour week
Used to tic me up a stick and now it′s forty ounce a week
Jealous brothers wanna see me on the street, but it's sweet
Get back on your feet if the world gon′ knock you down
And never let them see you weak
I was jaded, couldn't pay this, but we never got to speak
Got dementia and his mental had him beaten, I was weak
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Ma, I made it to the party limousines
Now I′m bank like fifty Gs in my Balenciaga jeans
Now I'm always eatin' pasta ′cause they′re classier cuisines
Half of this for you, my ma, half of this for me
I'm not the father I should be
′Cause I left my fuckin' fam for these Rihannas on the beach
And now I see the devil made a casket just for me
And I don′t really know if I should laugh or I should scream like
Tell me, what would Pac do? Would he fire back?
Or think about his mama's eyes and go and write a rap?
I did a show along the coast and now I′m flyin' back
Now pretty women hit me up and I don't write ′em back
I still remember listenin′ to Cold, like
What about me? Yeah
What about me? Yeah
I still remember nothin' on the road, like
What about me? Yeah
What about me? Yeah
Like, what about it? Like, who you doubted?
Like you ain′t really been the one to come and move these ounces
We the Rushmore, we Everest, I move these mountains
I'm tryna get this check before it bounces (Uh)
It′s crazy how everything change
Remembering days of walking along memory lane
I been chillin' for so long I ain′t rememberin' play
I'm takin′ drugs just to settle this pain, one more time
It′s the same old brothers from the block
Try and bring a brother back, wanna see me on my back
Put a bullet in my back, girl, I'm never goin′ back
'Cause my brothers got my back, oh Lord, oh Lord
It′s the same old brothers from the block
Try and bring a brother back, wanna see me on my back
Put a bullet in my back, girl, I'm never goin′ back
'Cause my brothers got my back, oh Lord, oh Lord
Writer(s): Blake James Turnell, Kenneth Patrick English Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
