My Brothers
(Intro)
Talk to em, JTC
Aye, I like that shit right there!
(Chorus)
I got demons but I don’t wanna talk about them ‘cause if I do then they won’t look at me the same
And I don’t gotta worry bout these niggas, cannot let them niggas turn me to a strain (Yeah!)
And we gone kill another
Niggas scared ‘cause we ran down with them orange colors
Can’t diss on none of my brothers
And even though she well protected, I’ll still use a rubber
I don’t like to see them suffer, we known to keep a cutter
(Verse)
We known to keep a cutter, always stay on side of me
Got a Faygo full of lean, I can’t trade up on the team
And I keep hundreds , gotta stuff them in my jeans
And JTC the nigga that gone clear the scene
Want all the smoke and it ain’t a joke
If he can’t get poked , I bet my niggas gonna murder them all
I rep that eagle shit ‘til the death of me, I swear to god that them niggas my dawgs
We eating Monterrey’s and bout to smoke a strain and you can smell it when we walk through the mall
They think this shit a game, them eagles can’t be tamed
I bet that none of my brothers won’t fall
(Chorus)
I got demons but I don’t wanna talk about them ‘cause if I do then they won’t look at me the same
And I don’t gotta worry bout these niggas, cannot let them niggas turn me to a strain (Yeah!)
And we gone kill another
Niggas scared ‘cause we ran down with them orange colors
Can’t diss on none of my brothers
And even though she well protected, I’ll still use a rubber
I don’t like to see them suffer, we known to keep a cutter