Brodie lost his gun because he keep on talking
I don't wanna beef, so I'ma keep on walkin
I was caught off guard by the end of the month
Wasn't tryna do no cases, they kept f*ckin' him up
Like brodie, I hear you, streets wasn't for you
Lost a couple friends, even though they ignored you
Gotta keep it pushin, niggas never believe me
Brodie caught a body, thinkin' that's an achievement
He lost his soul before his friends, and now he all up on that corner
Couldn't handle common sense, so he was movin' with a quarter
Judges quick to slam a hammer, before they even get a order
Understand that this the life that we all live, but can't afford it
Askin' for the peace, but ain't no peace in any streets, nigga
Always keep it silent, never speak when they gon' reach, nigga
Ever got a problem, take a moment and release, nigga
Remember, if it's beef, then ain't no speakin' when we meet, nigga
They was all condemned, niggas, they don't even know who the opps is
But I did, they threw a shot at me, and I survived it
Mama told me, stay away from the beef, I said, I promise
She can't afford to get that phone call, but your son is dying
I don't trust nobody, and I move in silence
Cause the last nigga that tried on my life, can't even find him
That's why I broke a new body, cause all these niggas might get violent
And mama on the island, I get rich, I die tryin
Couple risks I could've taken, but I just didn't wanna take it
So I do what I do, and all these niggas just keep hatin
Said they say I had to fake it, just to make it, but I made it
Hesitated to be famous, now I'm famous and can't change it
Brodie lost his gun, cause he keep on talkin
I don't wanna beef, so I'ma keep on walkin
I recorded five by the end of the month
Wasn't tryna do no cases, they kept f*ckin' him up
Like, brodie I hear you streets wasn't for you
Lost a couple friends, even though they ignored you
Had to keep it pushing niggas, never believed me
Brodie caught a body, thinkin' that's an achievement
And that's the era, for real
I'll be my angels marching with you
If you're just lucky, all y'all gotta have a friend
I love you
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Brodie lost his gun because he keep on talking
I don't wanna beef, so I'ma keep on walkin
I was caught off guard by the end of the month
Wasn't tryna do no cases, they kept f*ckin' him up
Like brodie, I hear you, streets wasn't for you
Lost a couple friends, even though they ignored you
Gotta keep it pushin, niggas never believe me
Brodie caught a body, thinkin' that's an achievement
He lost his soul before his friends, and now he all up on that corner
Couldn't handle common sense, so he was movin' with a quarter
Judges quick to slam a hammer, before they even get a order
Understand that this the life that we all live, but can't afford it
Askin' for the peace, but ain't no peace in any streets, nigga
Always keep it silent, never speak when they gon' reach, nigga
Ever got a problem, take a moment and release, nigga
Remember, if it's beef, then ain't no speakin' when we meet, nigga
They was all condemned, niggas, they don't even know who the opps is
But I did, they threw a shot at me, and I survived it
Mama told me, stay away from the beef, I said, I promise
She can't afford to get that phone call, but your son is dying
I don't trust nobody, and I move in silence
Cause the last nigga that tried on my life, can't even find him
That's why I broke a new body, cause all these niggas might get violent
And mama on the island, I get rich, I die tryin
Couple risks I could've taken, but I just didn't wanna take it
So I do what I do, and all these niggas just keep hatin
Said they say I had to fake it, just to make it, but I made it
Hesitated to be famous, now I'm famous and can't change it
Brodie lost his gun, cause he keep on talkin
I don't wanna beef, so I'ma keep on walkin
I recorded five by the end of the month
Wasn't tryna do no cases, they kept f*ckin' him up
Like, brodie I hear you streets wasn't for you
Lost a couple friends, even though they ignored you
Had to keep it pushing niggas, never believed me
Brodie caught a body, thinkin' that's an achievement
And that's the era, for real
I'll be my angels marching with you
If you're just lucky, all y'all gotta have a friend
I love you
I don't wanna beef, so I'ma keep on walkin
I was caught off guard by the end of the month
Wasn't tryna do no cases, they kept f*ckin' him up
Like brodie, I hear you, streets wasn't for you
Lost a couple friends, even though they ignored you
Gotta keep it pushin, niggas never believe me
Brodie caught a body, thinkin' that's an achievement
He lost his soul before his friends, and now he all up on that corner
Couldn't handle common sense, so he was movin' with a quarter
Judges quick to slam a hammer, before they even get a order
Understand that this the life that we all live, but can't afford it
Askin' for the peace, but ain't no peace in any streets, nigga
Always keep it silent, never speak when they gon' reach, nigga
Ever got a problem, take a moment and release, nigga
Remember, if it's beef, then ain't no speakin' when we meet, nigga
They was all condemned, niggas, they don't even know who the opps is
But I did, they threw a shot at me, and I survived it
Mama told me, stay away from the beef, I said, I promise
She can't afford to get that phone call, but your son is dying
I don't trust nobody, and I move in silence
Cause the last nigga that tried on my life, can't even find him
That's why I broke a new body, cause all these niggas might get violent
And mama on the island, I get rich, I die tryin
Couple risks I could've taken, but I just didn't wanna take it
So I do what I do, and all these niggas just keep hatin
Said they say I had to fake it, just to make it, but I made it
Hesitated to be famous, now I'm famous and can't change it
Brodie lost his gun, cause he keep on talkin
I don't wanna beef, so I'ma keep on walkin
I recorded five by the end of the month
Wasn't tryna do no cases, they kept f*ckin' him up
Like, brodie I hear you streets wasn't for you
Lost a couple friends, even though they ignored you
Had to keep it pushing niggas, never believed me
Brodie caught a body, thinkin' that's an achievement
And that's the era, for real
I'll be my angels marching with you
If you're just lucky, all y'all gotta have a friend
I love you
Writer: Isaiah Mott
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