For My Bros

Go Go Go Go Go Go I keep telling my homies ain't nobody fun as us I seen my broski check a bag now I can't wait to run it up I'ts just me my self and I sometimes so I don't wanna front But all them yes men in your crowd if you say jump they gonna jump Man stop, ay What you trynna cop, ay I just keep it lowkey they don't know what's in my joggers, wait Got some shit I gotta say, speak my piece then walk away I ain't tryna argue with a soul, boy don't bother me How you finna tell me all these lies Cause you think I'm one of these guys That be simpin' lettin shit slide, cut you off and you surprised Now you saltier than some fries, cause I found out your disguise Real eyes, realize, head ass bitch, bye Man, go away, got em' pissed like Road Rage Shit they doin' these days, I was doin' it 08 Lotta niggas changed, I can't lie, I miss the old days Walk up in the party and hit my gritty in front of the hoes, ayy Litty if you didn't know, I'm in mode, and in glow Get my gold 15 bands need 15 more Hit your hoe, then I go See green lights, it's a go And I'm finna blow Money over fame just to let these niggas know I keep tellin' my homies ain't nobody fun as us I seen my broski check a bag, now I can't wait to run it up It's just me, myself, and I sometimes so I don't wanna front But all them yes men in your crowd, if you say jump they gonna jump Man, knock it off, we can get shit poppin' off Broski got the cheat codes, boy, don't make him up that rocket launch They don't want no problems, nah, if they do it's problem solved Just know if it go down, me and my bros, we is not involved Walk up on the scene like it's 2013 I don't think they on a thing, diddy bop and leave I'm just focused on my green while I'm smokin' tree I ain't tryna fit in, I'm just being me I'm just tryna get away from here, see some better things Bigger picture, I'm gon' make it clear That's just for my bros, for my bros Live a better life, I'm gon' make it here Shit been hard, but I'm gon' make it work Even on my own, on my own I just creep around like TLC and them All that hatin' on the net, in real life I ain't seein' them I'm just ridin' through my city with my broski, me and him We just tee'd up last night, tonight we finna tee again I'm like, why these niggas hatin on me I keep tellin' my homies ain't nobody fun as us I see my brodie check a bag, now I can't wait to run it up It's just me, myself, and I sometimes so I don't wanna front But all them yes men in your crowd if you say jump they gonna jump man, stop, ay hey, go Man, stop, hatin' hey, go For my bros, for my bros Man, stop, hey Go Hey, go