Losing hella friends we can't make amends
Lost my little brother ain't been the same since
Listen baby you f*cking with a real one
You might not stick around in the streets I still run
Where I'm from they're known to carry steel guns
So I gotta keep mine yeah I conceal one
Gotta be ready for the payback like James Brown
That shit was hella mainy nigga how it came down
People losing lives in a blink of eyes
Drinking Hennessy straight many sleepless nights
They took my cousin nigga shit still don't feel real
To the cowards that took em forever ill will
When I catch you slipping nigga it's a done deal
I be like Nosferatu anxious for the blood spill
Nobody safe when they're marked by the infrared
Poke a dot on your body same size as lemon heads
Sip a fifth to suppress the voices in my head
But it don't even help it makes it worse instead
Yeah you know it's dangerous in these cold streets
So you know I gotta keep it on me
Took another L took it holy
When we bounce back keep it low key
Losing hella friends we can't make amends
Chasing all these ends situation tense
Lost my little brother ain't been the same since
If they sitting on the bench they won't comprehend
I'm going crazy tryna figure what life is
I'm with the plug tryna figure out prices
Sell it for the high get it for the low
The grind don't stop sunny raining or if it snow
Keep it on you patna cause you never know
If they can't hold you down you gotta let em go
Circle small no more friends in the diameter
Black top pro graduated from the amateurs
We really live it we ain't even tryna glorify
They went up against us and got mortified
I be like Don Mitchell I got the 45
Believe half of what they say there's always more to lies
The more burdens you carry the more you sacrifice
Sometimes gotta play the sidelines and analyze
But what I know nigga I ain't nobody
You mothaf*ckas is clowns acting so Gotti
Yeah you know it's dangerous in these cold streets
So you know I gotta keep it on me
Took another L took it holy
When we bounce back keep it low key
Losing hella friends we can't make amends
Chasing all these ends situation tense
Lost my little brother ain't been the same since
If they sitting on the bench they won't comprehend
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Losing hella friends we can't make amends
Lost my little brother ain't been the same since
Listen baby you f*cking with a real one
You might not stick around in the streets I still run
Where I'm from they're known to carry steel guns
So I gotta keep mine yeah I conceal one
Gotta be ready for the payback like James Brown
That shit was hella mainy nigga how it came down
People losing lives in a blink of eyes
Drinking Hennessy straight many sleepless nights
They took my cousin nigga shit still don't feel real
To the cowards that took em forever ill will
When I catch you slipping nigga it's a done deal
I be like Nosferatu anxious for the blood spill
Nobody safe when they're marked by the infrared
Poke a dot on your body same size as lemon heads
Sip a fifth to suppress the voices in my head
But it don't even help it makes it worse instead
Yeah you know it's dangerous in these cold streets
So you know I gotta keep it on me
Took another L took it holy
When we bounce back keep it low key
Losing hella friends we can't make amends
Chasing all these ends situation tense
Lost my little brother ain't been the same since
If they sitting on the bench they won't comprehend
I'm going crazy tryna figure what life is
I'm with the plug tryna figure out prices
Sell it for the high get it for the low
The grind don't stop sunny raining or if it snow
Keep it on you patna cause you never know
If they can't hold you down you gotta let em go
Circle small no more friends in the diameter
Black top pro graduated from the amateurs
We really live it we ain't even tryna glorify
They went up against us and got mortified
I be like Don Mitchell I got the 45
Believe half of what they say there's always more to lies
The more burdens you carry the more you sacrifice
Sometimes gotta play the sidelines and analyze
But what I know nigga I ain't nobody
You mothaf*ckas is clowns acting so Gotti
Yeah you know it's dangerous in these cold streets
So you know I gotta keep it on me
Took another L took it holy
When we bounce back keep it low key
Losing hella friends we can't make amends
Chasing all these ends situation tense
Lost my little brother ain't been the same since
If they sitting on the bench they won't comprehend
Lost my little brother ain't been the same since
Listen baby you f*cking with a real one
You might not stick around in the streets I still run
Where I'm from they're known to carry steel guns
So I gotta keep mine yeah I conceal one
Gotta be ready for the payback like James Brown
That shit was hella mainy nigga how it came down
People losing lives in a blink of eyes
Drinking Hennessy straight many sleepless nights
They took my cousin nigga shit still don't feel real
To the cowards that took em forever ill will
When I catch you slipping nigga it's a done deal
I be like Nosferatu anxious for the blood spill
Nobody safe when they're marked by the infrared
Poke a dot on your body same size as lemon heads
Sip a fifth to suppress the voices in my head
But it don't even help it makes it worse instead
Yeah you know it's dangerous in these cold streets
So you know I gotta keep it on me
Took another L took it holy
When we bounce back keep it low key
Losing hella friends we can't make amends
Chasing all these ends situation tense
Lost my little brother ain't been the same since
If they sitting on the bench they won't comprehend
I'm going crazy tryna figure what life is
I'm with the plug tryna figure out prices
Sell it for the high get it for the low
The grind don't stop sunny raining or if it snow
Keep it on you patna cause you never know
If they can't hold you down you gotta let em go
Circle small no more friends in the diameter
Black top pro graduated from the amateurs
We really live it we ain't even tryna glorify
They went up against us and got mortified
I be like Don Mitchell I got the 45
Believe half of what they say there's always more to lies
The more burdens you carry the more you sacrifice
Sometimes gotta play the sidelines and analyze
But what I know nigga I ain't nobody
You mothaf*ckas is clowns acting so Gotti
Yeah you know it's dangerous in these cold streets
So you know I gotta keep it on me
Took another L took it holy
When we bounce back keep it low key
Losing hella friends we can't make amends
Chasing all these ends situation tense
Lost my little brother ain't been the same since
If they sitting on the bench they won't comprehend
Writer: Angel Quintana, Ricardo Quintana
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid