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