Brodie on, the fuck is you on? You done cried enough, I know you tired of losing Losing your time you tying up How many times we been through this, bro?
Count it up, I know you sad and all that, trust me, I get it But stand tall, you can´t fall cause they caught me slipping, yeah, I know Leave them fucking gloves alone, get on your A game You getting old, it´s getting colder everyday, gang I´m glad yo ass was in the cast and not in the casket You coulda died but you survived, now get yo cash bitch Kiss my nieces for me, practice what you preaching, homie Cuz, I´m in heaven racing black sillies with Jesus on gold rows Get yours Soul, don´t worry ´bout me Nigga, you know I´m spottie
Keep yo third eye open just like you told me You know it´s at least three sides to every story
Told you niggas Time flies, love fades Hmm, so get paid It´s Burger
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