Brothers
(专辑: True 2 Myself - 2019)
JD On Tha Track (Big bag don't mean everything wavy) (I got 99 problems like JAY-Z) (Caught a
felony, judge tried to slave me) (Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy) ProtegeBeatz (I got money and niggas moved shady) (With my brother, I
put that on baby) (My first car, I
might cop a
Mercedes) (At the
stu' every day, can't be lazy) Bodies drop all the
time, I
don't feel nothing Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I
done been through so much, I
don't feel nothing I
was down off the
drugs, I'm exuded I
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it They be watching me, clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing Bodies drop all the
time, I
don't feel nothing Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I
done been through so much, I
don't feel nothing I
was down off the
drugs, I'm exuded I
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it They be watching me, clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing I
be shitting, I
make it look easy I
was innocent, they ain't believe me Ain't no lie, I
be seeing illusions I
can't figure who real, it's confusing I
can't wait to get used to this lifestyle I
remember it could've been lights out Bitches see me and scream Lil Tjay Had to fuck up the
spot for my B-day Hit the
'telly and catch me a
BJ Fuck this love, I
don't want me a
skeezay Give her dick, now she feel like she need me I'm too high, always smoking on GG Bankroll, had to stack my chips SB, I'ma jack my shit I
know these niggas gon' hate me I've been working hard, driving me crazy Big bag don't mean everything wavy I
got 99 problems like JAY-Z Caught a
felony, judge tried to slave me Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy I
got money and niggas moved shady With my brother, I
put that on baby My first car, I
might cop a
Mercedes At the
stu' every day, can't be lazy Bodies drop all the
time, I
don't feel nothing Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I
done been through so much, I
don't feel nothing I
was down off the
drugs, I'm exuded I
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it They be watching me, clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing Bodies drop all the
time, I
don't feel nothing Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I
done been through so much, I
don't feel nothing I
was down off the
drugs, I'm exuded I
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it They be watching me, clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing Dream big, I'ma get to the
top Niggas waiting, the
tape 'bout to drop Told my mother that I'm destined to pop Y'all ain't think I
would get what I
got But I
stayed true to myself No losing myself Improving myself I'm on the
road to the
riches I'm asking the
Lord for forgiveness I
got two or three opps on the
hit list Y'all be talking but ain't never did shit You'd be better off minding your business Hard-headed, I
just don't like to listen Mezclando, I
stay in the
kitchen Money coming in, my palms is itching Y'all niggas ain't no competition Big bag don't mean everything wavy I
got 99 problems like JAY-Z Caught a
felony, judge tried to slave me Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy I
got money and niggas moved shady With my brother, I
put that on baby My first car, I
might cop a
Mercedes At the
stu' every day, can't be lazy Bodies drop all the
time, I
don't feel nothing Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I
done been through so much, I
don't feel nothing I
was down off the
drugs, I'm exuded I
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it They be watching me, clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing Bodies drop all the
time, I
don't feel nothing Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I
done been through so much, I
don't feel nothing I
was down off the
drugs, I'm exuded I
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it They be watching me, clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing