Yeah, Yeah, Yeah , Yeah
How you my brotha, but you f*cked around and traded on me
You were my brotha, how the f*ck could you betray me homie
Stormy nights I used to call yall when I had felt lonely
I should've rocked yall, yall lucky I didn't pull up like Tony
And I ain't tryna hear yall say that yall sorry so f*ck it
And I've been going through some shit so this forty might buss quick
And I can call my shooter he can have the job done quick
I'm marking off the list, Dead Friends
Yall were my brothas, but f*ck it, that shit over now
My niggas told me to cut yall, I should've believed them now
Yall niggas trifling as f*ck, I can see it now
I got some money, so I guess that I'm deceiving now
Dead Friends all around me I got benjis now
And I got some shootas, and they'll come through and lay you down
And I ain't making no threats, this a f*cking statement
Play with my name leave yo brains all over the f*cking pavement
How you my brotha, but you f*cked around and traded on me
You were my brotha, how the f*ck could you betray me homie
Stormy nights I used to call yall when I had felt lonely
I should've rocked yall, yall lucky I didn't pull up like Tony
And I aint tryna hear yall say that yall sorry so f*ck it
And I've been going through some shit so this forty might buss quick
And I can call my shooter he can have the job done quick
I'm marking off the list, Dead Friends
How you my brotha, but you f*cked around and traded on me
You were my brotha, how the f*ck could you betray me homie
Stormy nights I used to call yall when I had felt lonely
I should've rocked yall, yall lucky I didn't pull up like Tony
And I aint tryna hear yall say that yall sorry so f*ck it
And I've been going through some shit so this forty might buss quick
And I can call my shooter he can have the job done quick
I'm marking off the list, Dead Friends
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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah , Yeah
How you my brotha, but you f*cked around and traded on me
You were my brotha, how the f*ck could you betray me homie
Stormy nights I used to call yall when I had felt lonely
I should've rocked yall, yall lucky I didn't pull up like Tony
And I ain't tryna hear yall say that yall sorry so f*ck it
And I've been going through some shit so this forty might buss quick
And I can call my shooter he can have the job done quick
I'm marking off the list, Dead Friends
Yall were my brothas, but f*ck it, that shit over now
My niggas told me to cut yall, I should've believed them now
Yall niggas trifling as f*ck, I can see it now
I got some money, so I guess that I'm deceiving now
Dead Friends all around me I got benjis now
And I got some shootas, and they'll come through and lay you down
And I ain't making no threats, this a f*cking statement
Play with my name leave yo brains all over the f*cking pavement
How you my brotha, but you f*cked around and traded on me
You were my brotha, how the f*ck could you betray me homie
Stormy nights I used to call yall when I had felt lonely
I should've rocked yall, yall lucky I didn't pull up like Tony
And I aint tryna hear yall say that yall sorry so f*ck it
And I've been going through some shit so this forty might buss quick
And I can call my shooter he can have the job done quick
I'm marking off the list, Dead Friends
How you my brotha, but you f*cked around and traded on me
You were my brotha, how the f*ck could you betray me homie
Stormy nights I used to call yall when I had felt lonely
I should've rocked yall, yall lucky I didn't pull up like Tony
And I aint tryna hear yall say that yall sorry so f*ck it
And I've been going through some shit so this forty might buss quick
And I can call my shooter he can have the job done quick
I'm marking off the list, Dead Friends
How you my brotha, but you f*cked around and traded on me
You were my brotha, how the f*ck could you betray me homie
Stormy nights I used to call yall when I had felt lonely
I should've rocked yall, yall lucky I didn't pull up like Tony
And I ain't tryna hear yall say that yall sorry so f*ck it
And I've been going through some shit so this forty might buss quick
And I can call my shooter he can have the job done quick
I'm marking off the list, Dead Friends
Yall were my brothas, but f*ck it, that shit over now
My niggas told me to cut yall, I should've believed them now
Yall niggas trifling as f*ck, I can see it now
I got some money, so I guess that I'm deceiving now
Dead Friends all around me I got benjis now
And I got some shootas, and they'll come through and lay you down
And I ain't making no threats, this a f*cking statement
Play with my name leave yo brains all over the f*cking pavement
How you my brotha, but you f*cked around and traded on me
You were my brotha, how the f*ck could you betray me homie
Stormy nights I used to call yall when I had felt lonely
I should've rocked yall, yall lucky I didn't pull up like Tony
And I aint tryna hear yall say that yall sorry so f*ck it
And I've been going through some shit so this forty might buss quick
And I can call my shooter he can have the job done quick
I'm marking off the list, Dead Friends
How you my brotha, but you f*cked around and traded on me
You were my brotha, how the f*ck could you betray me homie
Stormy nights I used to call yall when I had felt lonely
I should've rocked yall, yall lucky I didn't pull up like Tony
And I aint tryna hear yall say that yall sorry so f*ck it
And I've been going through some shit so this forty might buss quick
And I can call my shooter he can have the job done quick
I'm marking off the list, Dead Friends
Writer: Jamarris Kelly
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