Say that's your homie, he gon' rob you when you get that breesh
He was your brother, but he turned you over for a Treesh
That's why this nine up on my side in case a nigga try to slide
He'll never get the dime when it comes to me
Oh that's your homie, he gon' rob you when you get that Breesh
He was your brother, but he turned you over for a Treesh
That's why this nine up on my side in case a nigga try to slide
He'll never get the dime when it comes to me
That's why this nine up on my side in case a nigga try to slide
To my mama, I won't die, you a bitch up in disguise
I know that you be tellin' lies, I was taught to never hide
I been ridin' with the guys, I seen death up in my eyes
Man, they killed my nigga, bibby, and it left me traumatized
I just look up to the sky, told my son I won't die
Man, I got a lot of pride, and I do this for the guys
And I look up to the sky, told my son I won't die
Oh that's your homie, he gon' rob you when you get that Breesh
He was your brother, but he turned you over for a Treesh
That's why you gotta keep it real, cause when you all up on this field
Man, them niggas tryna plot when you get that Breesh
That's why I gotta keep it on me when I'm in the streets
I'm in the trap, and I made a mill in a week
I tell my mama that I got it and she know that I'm her problem
If a nigga get the drop, then he gon' be deceased
So that's your homie, he gon' rob you when you get that Breesh
He was your brother, but he turned you over for a Treesh
That's why this nine up on my side, in case that nigga try to slide
He'll never get the dime when it comes to me
Oh, that's your homie, he gon' rob you when you get that Breesh
He was your brother, but he turned you over for a Treesh
That's why I does not up on my side, in case that nigga try to slide
He'll never get the dime when it comes to me