I'm my brothers keeper
And it been like that forever
We can't help the shit we seen
We had to live through that together
All these demons on my soul
Lord, I need help fighting these devils
Play with me, he gotta go
Go pick a grave and get a shovel

Get in the grave
I'ma help you get there
Two jobs, mama working minimum wage
Barely having rent fare
We was motivated by them pitiful days
We was raised the right way
Do the wrong thing, we get whooped like a slave
Make us go get a switch
Though you was the oldest, so you got it worst
You was the oldest, so you got it first
I was the baby, so I got it easy
Remember us cussing and fighting in church
Knowing damn well as soon as we leaving
That look mommy gave us, yeah, we getting hurt
One hand on the wheel and the other one swinging
Hitting the mouth, okay mama, I'm bleeding
Jesus

Bro, I've been hurt, ain't had no feelings since we lost you
Feel like a prisoner of my mind, no one to talk to
Never let depression go unchecked, that shit'll cost you
Baby bro gon' walk down on any nigga ever crossed you

Still in my feelings
That shit been on my mind
Need to see something die
I know who gon' be my victim
One of these niggas mine, no kizzy
My niggas just looked in my eyes, he feel it
Know I'm ready to slide, he with it
I told him that I was gon' do it tonight
But instead got Masiyah and Rennie

I spent the night with them
Yeah, that's my nephew and my daughter
Gotta give 'em both the world
I swear to God, I gotta spoil 'em
I'm a don around this bitch
I'm paying child support and lawyers
Tell that bitch to suck my dick, 'cause she couldn't break me if she wanted
Let it sit with the county
We was traumatized when we was jits
I was fucked up when you found me
Since my big brother dead, guess I got four new kids
Uncle Baby totally 'bout it
Uncle Baby gon' make sure they got it
Just put a six-figure trust in all four of their names
They can already pay for they college
I ain't never been one of them bitch-ass niggas
Get rich just to get rich and say that they got it
The family in Europe, but couldn't save my brother
You see how we grieving, can't say we don't love you
We all fighting demons and we supposed to jump 'em
Just like mommy said, nigga
When we fight, we supposed to jump 'em, nigga
I love you, nigga

I'm my brothers keeper
And it been like that forever
We can't help the shit we seen
We had to live through that together
All these demons on our soul
Lord, I need help fighting these devils
Play with G, you gotta go
Go pick a grave and get a shovel

Bro, we've been fucked up in our feelings since we lost you
Feel like a prisoner of my mind, no one to talk to
Never let depression go unchecked, that shit'll cost you
Baby bro gon' walk down on any nigga ever crossed you

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): De'Juane Dunwood, Eliot Aage Bohr, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk