brosfallout

(I just feel like some shit shouldn't of happened)
(Like why you do that to me, feel me, your brother)
Uh
You was my bro, why would you fold on me?
Uh-huh, thinking 'bout shit that we did back when we homies
Uh-huh, thinking about what you did to me, that shit was phony
Uh-huh
Man, fuck what I'm talking bout, I'm on some other shit
Man, fuck all that other shit
My twin, my brudda, locked in, why you do that shit
Grew up on some brother shit
I knew you since I was a little jit, uh
Love your mother like she was my own
Now I can't even call my bro phone
You know bros gon' fall out and shit
But I ain't think you was on that type-timing
Fuckin' with me, you knew that shit was grimey
Then the whole time you had the knife behind me, uh
We was supposed to be shining, together
But you went up and fucked up the weather
Dynamic duo, was better than ever
Bros gon' fall out, it's whatever
Never fought once, but we knew better
Why we fighting, we better together
Disagreements, the gang ain't together
Fuck that shit, man that's it, now we severed
Stack the munyun together, the money
Bro, stop playing, you know it ain't funny
Seen the darkest of days, 2020
When you asked me, "Bro, do this bitch love me?"
Don't need a bitch, you need the gang
Stand some bread and get some fame, is you insane?
If we stay in our lane, the bitches remember our names
Is you insane?
Uh, stay true to the gang
We gotta wait for it in vain
And just stay the same
You forgot the plan, brodie, you changed
No nigga don't ask me for change
Nigga look at me,
I did it!
I finally made me a muhfuckin' million
You could've been here with me
You showed your true colors just like a chameleon, uh
Not my blood, but you felt like my own
Now I can't even call my bro phone
Man, fuck what I'm talking bout, I'm on some other shit
Man, fuck all that other shit
My twin, my brudda, locked in, why you do that shit
Grew up on some brother shit
I knew you since I was a little jit, uh
Love your mother like she was my own
Now I can't even call my bro phone
You know bros gon' fall out and shit
But I ain't think you was on that type-timing
Fuckin' with me, you knew that shit was grimey
Then the whole time you had the knife behind me, uh
We was supposed to be shining, together
But you went up and fucked up the weather
Dynamic duo, was better than ever
Bros gon' fall out, it's whatever