My Brothers Keeper

[hook]

2 G's Up, hold the spot down

Niggas turned they back on the click, we all we got now

My dedication solid as a rock now

Everybody standin' on top gettin' knocked down

BLAOW, how you like a nigga now?

Im stuntin' like a muh'fucka, wipe a nigga down

My style, gottem dumbin runnin' wild

Ridin' round town in a couple hundred thou

[verse 1]

Right back wit another one

Right back to my numbers son

I don't trust my kinfolk, it's like that where I'm comin' from

South Jamaica's number one, I'm semen and they bubble gum

Semen in ya baby mom, she havin undercover fun

Keep a pretty broad around, magnum when it come to them

Imagine what they do to roll, grabbin' and pursue the pole

Arrogant wit too much gold, actually ya puma old

Show me the money dog, Cuba Gooding Jr. roll

Movin' like a goonie so the jealousy don't move me much

Militant manuvering and buddha with the windows up

Foot on the pedal, heavy pushin' like they after me

Coulda' been dead already, He got another path for me

Niggas ain't half of me, they half lame, half hoe

It's big names in this rap game, they rats though

I'm bout cashflow, fuckin' and recording

It gets no flyer, thats like jumpin' over jordan

[hook]

2 G's Up, hold the spot down

Niggas turned they back on the click, we all we got now

My dedication solid as a rock now

Everybody standin' on top gettin' knocked down

BLAOW, how you like a nigga now?

Im stuntin' like a muh'fucka, wipe a nigga down

My style, gottem dumbin runnin' wild

Ridin' round town in a couple hundred thou

[verse 2]

See me wit the money, niggas need me in a hurry

I'm as grimey as it gets, and believe me they been worried

I'ma one man army, James Bond wit the bars

Wit collateral, I can change cars wit the stars

A phenomenon, first thing I did when I got the paper

Put my mama on, now I'm gone on Bahama lawn

I'm Montana strong, I did it, that's who

Get in my way, I'll crumble 'em word to my tattoos

Fuck authority, they want a nigga life stripped

Penitentiary vice grip, and hit wit the night stick

Stuck wit the ice pick, I'd rather have a nice flip

Saggin' out the white whip, Manhattan lights and nice shit

Braggin' rights and white chicks, havin' nice in-flight trips

Made a complete life switch, stumble onto the right pitch

Rounds on you, I made the PL Crown, remain the proud owner

Ya been dead *sniff*, foul odor

[hook]

2 G's Up, hold the spot down

Niggas turned they back on the click, we all we got now

My dedication solid as a rock now

Everybody standin' on top gettin' knocked down

BLAOW, how you like a nigga now?

Im stuntin' like a muh'fucka, wipe a nigga down

My style, gottem dumbin runnin' wild

Ridin' round town in a couple hundred thou

[verse 3]

Hop out in the ghetto, fingers rocked out wit the metal

Wit my angel, she spend all her time watchin' the devil

I'ma rebel, on foreign level, my flow is Jupiter

Thousands of times stupider, thousands outta the coupe for ya

Yea, all that soft shit in the toilet soon

I don't wanna collab, FUCK yall on auto-tune

All them niggas is fag, they swags got daughter to em

Tool em all up, have the doc push a mortar thru em

All ya days in the wind, homie we playin' to win

Praisin' and prayin' to Him, for the occasional sin

Go and lay with the Grim, real

I'm able to bend, steel make it able to sleep

Never stray from the street

I got a tiny sense of humor, trailer loada swag

Cabinets of cannabis, million dollar pad

See pressure turn kids into killers

Cuz they grew up wit losers, and wanna live like the winners

[hook]

2 G's Up, hold the spot down

Niggas turned they back on the click, we all we got now

My dedication solid as a rock now

Everybody standin' on top gettin' knocked down

BLAOW, how you like a nigga now?

Stuntin' like a muh'fucka, wipe a nigga down

Style, and I'm done wit runnin' wild

Ridin' round town in a couple hundred thou