Brothers (feat. Lil Durk)

Lyrics

Coke Boy, baby
 ♪
 I know it's late, I know I missed your call again
 I'm tryna change, I'm stuck on my ways again
 'Cause I been feelin' the fame, disconnected lately
 Missin' what money can't buy
 'Cause all I wanna do is be brand new
 If that's your brother, then you treat him like your brother
 Hold his hand, hug him close and say you love him
 And they don't really understand, this the struggle
 And we don't need nobody else, we got each other
 Any time he got a problem, that's my problem
 Don't ever question loyalty, he know I got him
 I was hangin' with the robbers or the murderers and the dope boys
 Had French in Chicago, had the trenches screamin' "out, coke boy"
 Backwoods and the charger, ain't 'bout to smoke in the Rolls Royce
 Watch out for the dirty cops and they
 Plant jewels 'cause they won't afford
 Sorry mama, I'm a gangster, keep my guns just for protection
 I don't suppose' to take these drugs
 I take these drugs just for depression
 Fell out before he died, I told him "Fuck I wish I never said it"
 The police don't stop violence in Chicago, but they takin' credit
 14 fucking with no condom on and she had got it figured
 Judge me for my violence and my past I reach, I got neglected
 Voice of the streets, I'm the one, yeah, I got selected, yeah
 If that's your brother, then treat him like your brother (brother)
 Hold his hand, hug him close and say you love him (love him)
 And they don't really understand, this the struggle (struggle)
 And we don't need nobody else, we got each other
 Any time he got a problem, that's my problem
 Mama, we done graduated, fuck niggas, they aggravated
 In that coupe a couple million, niggas save that rap for later
 For Durk, oh, they hot, froze (froze)
 They waste hoes (hoes)
 Four heaters, stove
 One time for the whole set, put my dogs on the first jet
 Fifth of lean and percocets, no elevators, we took steps
 Got it hot, we signed it
 Real estate, we cop 'n chill
 More pain, we pop the ceil', mansions on top the hill
 Know them boys the truth, put the coast on our back
 We seen the realest niggas do it, took it further than that
 You know them boys is back, they is never fuckin' with us
 And them hoes thirst for that trap, you niggas doin' too much, yeah
 If that's your brother, then treat him like your brother (brother)
 Hold his hand, hug him close and say you love him (love him)
 And they don't really understand, this the struggle (stuggle)
 And we don't need nobody else, we got each other
 Any time he got a problem, that's my problem (problem)
 Don't ever question loyalty, he know I got him (got him)
 Coke boy, baby
 Don't eer question loyalty, he know I got him (got him)
 

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Duration
03:07
Key
9
Tempo
143 BPM

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