Die Together, Pt. 2 (feat. T-Rell & peterdoeslife)

(Okay, GWizz got it) That's my bro, my bro (Tre Made This Beat) My bro, my bro, my bro, my bro (Akel) That's my bro, that's my bro That's my bro, my bro, that's my bro, my bro That's my brother like my mother's kid Looking back to all the stuff we did I got his back he got my back That's how it's supposed to be You step to him you step to me And we gonna ride together (we gonna ride) I pray we die together But if not little bro I'll meet you at the crossroads James Mayes that's my mother fucking brother If I find out that you fucking with him Now I'm really coming I'm coming so fucking hard These bitches gone lay, fall Now we gone fight & brawl Now I'm gonna get pissed off, now I Gotta hit him, I get him I pop him, I drop him I told 'em little bitch stop talking You think it's a game I pull up and bust your brain Fucking with my brother mane, yeah I thought I warned you On part one but this is part two I'm sorry I got a arrested I'm sorry I lost hope I started taking all those pills And got addicted to the dope Remember when we went to see dude Bout spitting in your girls face I got arrested for that night But I never mentioned your name If I die or you die please don't cry Just look up into the sky And know it's gonna be alright, yeah Cause we mud brothers Just like blood brothers, yeah, yeah That's my brother like my mother's kid Looking back to all the stuff we did I got his back he got my back That's how it's supposed to be You step to him you step to me And we gonna ride together (we gonna ride) I pray we die together But if not little bro I'll meet you at the crossroads Man I miss my partna, True (true) Man I miss my dawg (mmhmmm) True (yeah) I remember when sipped the lean (yeah) I remember when we hit our first bad bitch together (yeah) Remember when we got them concord elevens Now I'm writing all these letters to the heavens How I wish I could just pour another beverage And drink with my dawg I be on some other shit then I swear I wished that you was here so you could check me These fake friends upset me I got you tatted on chest dreams never lie When I'm rolling in that coupe you'd be by my side I just lay by your grave when I'm in Memphis (yeah) I be smoking on them blunts when I get tempted (yeah) That's my brother like my mother's kid Looking back to all the stuff we did I got his back he got my back That's how it's supposed to be You step to him you step to me And we gonna ride together (we gonna ride) I pray we die together But if not little bro I'll meet you at the crossroads