Brothers

[Intro: L'A Capone] Brothers, I'm here with my brothers Brothers, brothers [Pre-Chorus: L'A Capone] See, now you can fuck my bitch 'Cause nigga I'm the shit, I'll salute ya But y'all know who I'm with So try to take my shit I'ma shoot ya [Chorus: L'A Capone] And we all lost a couple this year, so all us right here with each other I'm here with my brothers, in here with my brothers I'm here with my brothers, in here with my brothers I'm here with my brothers, in here with my brothers [Verse 1: L'A Capone] Only each other (Squad), only each other (Squad) Ridin' 'round town on that same shit (My bros) Niggas get changed quick (Bang) You ain't seen shit I hope you got a blunt of loud, you can't hit my shit (You can't) I guess I'm caught in the mix (The mix) Sprite in the six (The six) And hell yeah, I'm on paper, still totin' the nick (Totin' the nick) I promise I won’t switch (I won't), you son of a bitch At sixteen had a dream, we was gonna get rich, so on We gone, wake up, put the pipe on (Put the pipe on) Always been on my own (My own), but I stay strong Act' got me put in my zone (Put in my zone), feelin' like I wanna go home (Home) But I’m out here (Out here) I put that bug in my ear, I gotta see a mil one year (One year) Squad they fear, Jakes all up in our hair (In our hair) One of us snitch, that's rare (That's rare) And that's on bro, I'll never ever go broke Nigga, I'll take your coat, why lie, foe? My little nigga Steve got smoked, throwing up O-6-O Gotta lay low, niggas ain't really your bro Niggas ain't really your bro Gotta lay low, niggas ain't really your bro Niggas ain't really your bro [Chorus: L'A Capone & RondoNumbaNine] And we all lost a couple this year, so all us right here with each other I'm here with my brothers, in here with my brothers I'm here with my brothers, in here with my brothers I'm here with my brothers (Steve Drive), in here with my brothers (You know I'm in here with you, bro) [Verse 2: RondoNumbaNine] Only my niggas (Steve Drive), we all some hitters I'm in that glory lane, just trying to get richer (That glory lane, let's get it) I'm in that glory lane, loud in my system (That dope) They took my bro L'A, man, I can't even picture (L'A) They took a fuckin' savage, man, bro was a killer, man (He was a savage) Me and bro was going crazy, now shit done got real Fuck this rap shit, I say shit done got real, bro (I say shit done got real) Run up, and we kill stuff, act up, we gon' let it bust (Boom) And let's get it, all the fu shit, I ain't with it Put the Glock to his motherfuckin' fitted (Fitted) Nigga, you with it, try to act like you ain't with it Put the pipe to his mouth like a dentist, on Lil Steve Bitch, I'm throwing up B's (On Steve) Nigga, that's where I be (Steve Drive) I'm smokin' on tree, a lot of fuckin' money on me Ridin' up and down FrontStreet (The Front) With a big heat, with a big heat [Pre-Chorus: L'A Capone & RondoNumbaNine] See, now you can fuck my bitch 'Cause nigga I'm the shit, I'll salute ya (I'm out here) But y'all know who I'm with (These niggas saying we ain't out here) So try to take my shit I'ma shoot ya (Man, we out here, man) [Chorus: L'A Capone & Lil Durk] And we all lost a couple this year (Yeah), so all us right here with each other (Right here, we right here) I'm here with my brothers (I'm here with my brothers) Right here with my brothers (Right here with my brothers) I'm here with my brothers Right here with my brothers (Right here with my brothers) I'm here with my brothers (Right here with my brothers) Right here with my brothers (Right here with my brothers) [Verse 3: Lil Durk] Lost Pluto, I feel so weak (Squad) Lost a couple niggas in these cold ass streets (Lost) I lost my brother, so I keep my heat Made me turn up when I see the opps tweet (Let's get it) L’A my bro, Rob, Odee, Lil Moe (RIP) All these hoes gon' go when I claim my gang Niggas never snatched my chain, out here looking for a stain Ain't no lame, ask anybody, I ain't changed Niggas switch up for that chain, L's this year there in line Tweak with the guys, then you getting flat-lined (Graaah) Take that nine, free my guys, my lil bro Nine on his grind (Grind) OTF, my niggas they shine, top from a opp, she blow my mind (Mind) Keep my gun, shit real, say it on my son (Son) I'm trying to get rich in a month, for the squad (Squad) Better put kush in that blunt, pour a four in that Crush, I stunt (L's) I can't trust any nigga lie on his gun, that mean he ain't real at all I'm a ball, lil nigga 'bout to do it tall, I just wanna live it all, uh I call my bro, do a drill for the squad I go (OTF) Two gun cases I blow so let them all know (Know) I'm a ride or die for my squad (I'ma rider, a rider) I'm a ride or die for my squad (I'ma rider, a rider) My bro [Chorus: L'A Capone] I'm here with my brothers, right here with my brothers I'm here with my brothers, right here with my brothers I'm here with my brothers, right here with my brothers I'm here with my brothers, right here with my brothers