(Ferno spazzed on this motherfucka)
My Brother
(Ayo 'Lari, this shit fire)

I wonder how the Rolls look in Bogata up at three in the mornin'
Feel as no one feignin' for you like I do, feignin' for blood like I do
I feel no one gon' love me like my mother
I'm straight from the gutta, go to war with my brothers (mm-hmm)
How I'm 'pose to trust 'em when they competin' with each other
Some shit you just don't do

I heard them niggas inside
I'ma pay for it to clear out the room
I heard them niggas been tryna compromise
Tellin' the other side when we move
Shorty so ran through it's a shame
Fuck with me when you through with your mans
Fuck up that money, charge it to the game
Stackin' that shit, you better not spend a thing
Codeine, THC, sit on top of my pain
He get left in the streets, hittas blow out his brain

Nobody know nothin' 'bout it
Behind this shit they ridin'

Bro been gone off roxies
Real pallbearer, runnin' with them gravediggers
Tell them niggas put the body on side me
I'ma choose by choice, don't involve my heart
Callin' bro but he probably on a high speed

Nobody know nothin' 'bout it
Behind this shit they ridin'
They ridin'
They ridin'

I wonder how the Rolls look in Bogata up at three in the mornin'
Feel as no one feignin' for you like I do, feignin' for blood like I do
I feel no one gon' love me like my mother
I'm straight from the gutta, go to war with my brothers (mm-hmm)
How I'm 'pose to trust 'em when they competin' with each other
Some shit you just don't do

Nobody know nothin' 'bout it
Nobody know nothin' 'bout it
Nobody, nobody know nothin' 'bout it

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Writer(s): Jason Goldberg, Kentrell Gaulden