3harrd - Good Brothers Lyrics

Free my baby Joe, remember days up in them speeds
That's my blood, brother, we gon' train ah hoe and pour some lean
Collect calls, what you need
I'm askin God, why me

That's my stepper, if I need him, know he right beside me
If we want you, we gon' get you bet,
It ain't no hidin
All by myself, no one to vent to, I can't do no cryin
And I got a angry issue, make me mad, them bullets get to flyin

Baby, it's not you, it's just me, sometimes I feel like dyin
I did it on my own, just leave me alone, f*ck a big homie
This nigga hard to get, might f*ck around and put a bitch on him
I gotta word for all my opps, I catch you out, I put that stick on him

And I don't care how rich I get, man, I'll ain't never put a hit on him
Ah f*ck around and just go get on him
Won't ask for more, my nigga's good, brother
Look out for me, I got a good sister

Play with them and ah have to kill some In the Stu , off two pills jumpin
In the jungle with the apes, I got my bape on
Nigga, if you tryna hoop, just throw your J's on

Think about the old times, where the days go
Get to the crib covered in blood, you gotta change clothes
She is not my main bitch, stay in your lane, hoe
Bitches never wanna play, they pert, that's why I hate hoes

I want you close, I need you close, still need my space though
Me and Joe bouncin' out, tryna spank shit, we like the bang bros
They lockin' all my brothers up, wonder what they gon' do to me
They say it's either death or jail, don't see no niggas shootin' me

She said she only f*ck with me, bitch, you is not foolin' me
Niggas dyin' every day, I keep a chopp or, two with me
I'm tryna put on for my family, niggas not stoppin' me
FNO never had no money, why they think they doin' somethin'

Why they actin' new or somethin'
Y'all shoulda knew that we was comin
Me and my brother back to back, drop 50 each, so that's 100
Tire screech , we pullin' off, we send some shots, they ain't see nothin

I'ma keep this shit a thousand, lyin' ain't gon' get you nowhere
It ain't a place on this earth where niggas say, I can't go there
You tryna go band for band, if I was you, I wouldn't go there
I heard that pussy wrote a statement, so his new name, Ratatouille

I get a new gun every day, I switch my load out, call it duty
I just might need me a show, cause my life a real deal movie
God been throwin' obstacles at me, but I been gettin' through them
Squad wiped, their whole team dead, tell bro, pass me the broom

I'm in a Stryker, sound like Sexy Red , cause all I hear is room
She tryna f*ck, but I ain't tryna f*ck, cause I ain't in the mood
I like my bitches classy, quiet, man, I can't forget the rhude
What happened to the bro code? I guess niggas forgot the rules

You got me sick to my stomach, woke up screamin', free you
Get on your phone and post a ticket, you can get some free blues
I'ma cop a kit, my shit gon' be iced out just like it is
When I'm up, stay by myself, cause when I'm down, ain't nobody with me