"My Brothers" lyrics
YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics
(It's goin' down, Drew)
(Mally Mall)
Me and most of my childhood friends, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole until you call my phone
Gangster shit, I came from this, I'll ride for you, I'll spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you, I'ma bang for shit until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother, my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother
Uh, molly all night, yeah, I'm on Santana
Firearm tucked on my side, I'm like BamBam
Pedestrians admire my ride, this a Rolls-Royce
Baby girl, you fucked up in light, now I got cold heart
I cry for my brother
Pop out, pop my cutter
Phat Black, I love ya
My Ten, they will never find another
With the same niggas I struggle with, I'll bust it with, let's do it, 5
I'm rich as shit, on gutter shit, I'm stuck on this until I die
Me and most of my childhood friends, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole until you call my phone
Gangster shit, I came from this, I'll ride for you, I'll spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you, I'ma bang for shit until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother
I'ma tell you, Three, know I love you, nigga, yeah, I'm stuck with you, you a part of me
You and that girl cool, but I'll kill her too 'cause them lil' boys done started me
Ridin' 'round and I'm breakin' rules, I'm sixteen with Big B
I know that Herm gon' bust his tool, you play around with YB
Nigga, this for Choppa, E
In the car, me and Quincy C
P sellin' boy, I got my heat
I'm livin' hard, I ain't got no peace
I'm tellin' God please save me
Get me the fuck up out these streets, I'm hurtin' bad
I'ma be in jail, behind my mans
'Cause I'm gon' bust a bitch ass
Me and most of my childhood friends, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole until you call my phone
Gangster shit, I came from this, I'll ride for you, I'll spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you, I'ma bang for shit until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother
I'll cry for you, I'll lie for you, do everything but die for you, why?
'Cause I'm gon' pull up, I'm gon' slang that fire for you, that fire
Tell them you ain't gotta be number one, forever, you'll be my 5
I'll be the reason the witness ain't make it up in trial
More than my bitch, I love my brother
But I don't love my bitch more than my money, no
Baby Buddha in this bitch, I'm in a Tundra
I gotta scoop up Skully and this bitch wan' get me out my draws
Issey Miyake, my diamonds, they shinin'
Walk in that bitch, on that mud
Look at these jeans I'm wearin', my car, my linin'
Showin' them love, big thug
I'm more than bit, you talkin' 'bout coins, ain't minin'
Got the bad bitch on drugs
You a ho, nigga, you ain't pull up and bust
I would've came wherever my brother was
Hit 'em out of here
Me and most of my childhood friends, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole until you call my phone
Gangster shit, I came from this, I'll ride for you, I'll spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you, I'ma bang for shit until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother
(Mally Mall)
Me and most of my childhood friends, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole until you call my phone
Gangster shit, I came from this, I'll ride for you, I'll spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you, I'ma bang for shit until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother, my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother
Uh, molly all night, yeah, I'm on Santana
Firearm tucked on my side, I'm like BamBam
Pedestrians admire my ride, this a Rolls-Royce
Baby girl, you fucked up in light, now I got cold heart
I cry for my brother
Pop out, pop my cutter
Phat Black, I love ya
My Ten, they will never find another
With the same niggas I struggle with, I'll bust it with, let's do it, 5
I'm rich as shit, on gutter shit, I'm stuck on this until I die
Me and most of my childhood friends, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole until you call my phone
Gangster shit, I came from this, I'll ride for you, I'll spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you, I'ma bang for shit until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother
I'ma tell you, Three, know I love you, nigga, yeah, I'm stuck with you, you a part of me
You and that girl cool, but I'll kill her too 'cause them lil' boys done started me
Ridin' 'round and I'm breakin' rules, I'm sixteen with Big B
I know that Herm gon' bust his tool, you play around with YB
Nigga, this for Choppa, E
In the car, me and Quincy C
P sellin' boy, I got my heat
I'm livin' hard, I ain't got no peace
I'm tellin' God please save me
Get me the fuck up out these streets, I'm hurtin' bad
I'ma be in jail, behind my mans
'Cause I'm gon' bust a bitch ass
Me and most of my childhood friends, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole until you call my phone
Gangster shit, I came from this, I'll ride for you, I'll spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you, I'ma bang for shit until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother
I'll cry for you, I'll lie for you, do everything but die for you, why?
'Cause I'm gon' pull up, I'm gon' slang that fire for you, that fire
Tell them you ain't gotta be number one, forever, you'll be my 5
I'll be the reason the witness ain't make it up in trial
More than my bitch, I love my brother
But I don't love my bitch more than my money, no
Baby Buddha in this bitch, I'm in a Tundra
I gotta scoop up Skully and this bitch wan' get me out my draws
Issey Miyake, my diamonds, they shinin'
Walk in that bitch, on that mud
Look at these jeans I'm wearin', my car, my linin'
Showin' them love, big thug
I'm more than bit, you talkin' 'bout coins, ain't minin'
Got the bad bitch on drugs
You a ho, nigga, you ain't pull up and bust
I would've came wherever my brother was
Hit 'em out of here
Me and most of my childhood friends, we don't thug no more
And I just ask you, God, protect they soul
Make sure they hold they own
In the streets, it's any way it can go
And I'll be patiently waitin' right here with my pole until you call my phone
Gangster shit, I came from this, I'll ride for you, I'll spank a bitch
I'ma bang for you, I'ma bang for shit until the day that I'm gone
I'ma pull up quick about my brother
And I'ma slump a bitch, that's on my mother
