My Brothers Lyrics

(It's goin' down, Drew)
(Mally Mall)

Me and most of my childhood friends, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole, until you call my phone
Gangsta shit, I came from this
I ride for you, I'll spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you
I'ma bang for shit, until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother, my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother (Uh)

Molly all night (Yeah), I'm on santan
Firearm, tucked on my side, I'm like BamBam
Pedestrians admire my rides
This a Rolls Royce
Babygirl, you're fucked up in life, now, I got cold heart
I cry for my brother
Pop out, pop my cutter
Phat Black, I love ya
My Tеn, they will never find anothеr
With the same niggas I struggle with, I bust it with
Let's do it, 5
I'm rich as shit, on gutter shit, I'm stuck on this, until I die

Me and most of my childhood friends, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole, until you call my phone
Gangsta shit, I came from this
I ride for you, I spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you
I'ma bang for shit, until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother

I'ma tell you, Three, know I love you, nigga
And I'm stuck with you, you a part of me
You and that girl cool, but I'll kill her too 'cause them lil' boys done started me
Ridin' 'round, and I'm breakin' rules, I'm 16, with Big B
I know that Herm gon' bust his tool, you play around with YB
Nigga, this for Choppa, E
In the car, me and Quincy C
P. sellin' boy, I got my heat
I'm livin' hard, I ain't got no peace
I'm tellin' God please save me
Get me the fuck up out these streets, I'm hurtin' bad
I'ma be in jail, behind my mans
'Cause I'm gon' bust a bitch ass

Me and most of my childhood friends, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole, until you call my phone
Gangsta shit, I came from this
I ride for you, I spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you
I'ma bang for shit, until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother, my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother

I'll cry for you, I'll lie for you, do everything, but die for you
Why? 'Cause I'm gon' pull up, I'm gon' slang that fire for you, that fire
Tell them, you ain't gotta be number-one, forever, you'll be my 5 (5)
I'll be the reason the witness ain't make it up in trial
More than my bitch, I love my brother
But I don't love my bitch more than my money, no
Baby Buddha in this bitch, I'm in a Tundra
I gotta go scoop up Skully and this bitch wan' get me out my drawls
Issey Miyake, my diamonds, they shinin'
Walk in that bitch, on that mud
Look at these jeans I'm wearin', my car, my linin'
Showin' them love, big thug
I'm more than bit, you talkin' 'bout coins, ain't minin'
Got the bad bitch on drugs
You a ho, nigga, you ain't pull up and bust
I would've came wherever my brother was

Hit him out of there, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole, until you call my phone
Gangsta shit, I came from this
I ride for you, I'll spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you
I don't bang for shit, until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother