More Marlo Less Sosa 2

[Verse] Nigga if that’s your brother you should lift him when he falling Nigga you move like a sucker, you don’t pick up when he calling When it’s war they up the score, you know brody going all in I showed you how to ride, how to slide in the foreign Took niggas to Amiri used to rock, Ralph Lauren Been got get back but going to still keep scoring On that drink got me moving like I’m Tokvio Little bro a face cracker with that drac He signed to Ovo Jump out the car and chase a nigga down it ain’t nowhere to go They know how we coming when it’s war We come and spank shit You know how many times people I loved told me “I ain’t shit”, Fuck if you from herе or over there it’s thе same shit, loose lips sank ships Brody did a hit with the fifth told his main bitch Then he got caught cheating this shit ain’t been the same since He kind of paranoid he thinking shorty going to talk Before he let that shit happen that 40 Gon’ spark Shit different when you’re back on the wall he ain’t burn the bridge But ain’t no point of moving backwards at all Niggas ain’t did what I did or seen the shit that I saw Niggas rap gooder than a bitch but they ain’t really that raw I’m the one you call boss you know I make the calls I paid the way for niggas bitch I payed what it cost Niggas flopping when they drop moving like Ross I’m a cat drag and show you how to maneuver a horse You put your hands in your face like we can’t shoot through the door I’m Tony when he told sosa I’ll “Take you to war” Better yet I’m Tony when he seen manolo open the door All that love shit will get you cut deep with the sword I’m from the trenches and I made it out D’s at my mama crib staking out Grab my gun before I grab the trash to go and take it out Brody want me in the booth tell me “That’s the safer route” I told him “It’s a button on the back I could just wave it around” I hop out like beans and baby boy when they laid them down Silencer on the tip of the Glock so i don’t make a sound Put the 2x4 on the door before I lay it down Dropper for a roar got me nodding try and bag a pound When shit get real I lace my boots back to the street Give a fuck about a deal I ain’t thinking about rapping on a beat We the one jump out the car and clear the block like a big explosion Devious a bunch of evil niggas and we pistol toing