My Brother Had Dope Before He Left

Lyrics

[Verse] Bitch I'm fresh out of the slums, somewhere you can't come, I come in this bitch to act dumb Your partners can come if they want, my cousins got guns, you niggas can run if you want It ain't no love homie, all type of drugs homie, I had a blood homie Told me he'd kill whoever I want, and he from the land of the funk, that's love homie Roll me a spliff of that shit and hop in the whip, go get me something to sip And I don't be trusting no act, and them is just facts, I know that shit don't exist And I do not use my arithmetics, my brother taught me how to whip Before he died, I still be crying inside, and I still be crying inside But I still try, 'cause I know without him it's fake This shit is fake, it's a lie And I cannot trust you for shit, and I put my life in a letter, 'cause ain't nothin' safer than I And I put my life in a metal, you better do better, 'cause nobody safe if I cry Ridin' in a Wraith with my guy, came from the south of the sky, sky He wanna see me with it so I try You try to stop my living, you will die You know who shot my nigga, why lie? I cannot talk about it, I cry You better not come around me, I'll fire You better not come around me outside You better listen homie, I ain't trippin' homie Reminiscing homie, on the real Ain't no use to dissing on me, I hate niggas only Better tell a nigga how you feel Go watch the interviews, then go listen to my interludes Boy I been a fool And you niggas living a lie, and you know I been the truth And they tryna sentence dudes And I'll never squeal, before that it's Mortal Kombat, I'll finish you And this go for any dude, this go for any crew 'til I reach my pinnacle, give you a physical I'm not shootin' at any school, shit could get critical Summertime rapper talk with that water on, I pull up at any pool I'm not leaving any jewels, and boy I got plenty jewels Your bitch ain't feeling you, show you what pimpin' do Show you what that pimpin' do That shit ain't in to you, only gon' warn you once Don't try to harm the don, I'm armed like tentacles Yeah bitch I ball like testicles Pause, Rawling, Spalding I got your bitch here right next to me, uh Yeah bitch I'm ballin', ballin' She say she home alone, uh I be Macaulay Culkin But don't you keep callin' my phone, uh I'll leave you heartless, stalkin' And you niggas knowin' who's poppin' Young direct deposit, lil kid, I got 'em My Cosa Nostra the hottest You niggas gon' have a problem Chainz told me get 'em, I got 'em, uh I didn't only hit 'em, I dropped 'em, uh I do this shit for my brother, uh I still do this shit for my partner Still coming out of my shell, uh Feel like I'm out of myself, uh Still sipping lean by the brick, uh Still smoking weed by the bale, uh Cartier boss, they were twelve Still get the bump for my nails, uh My life was rough on a player These bitches tough on a player, uh That's why I'm so dope, you can tell That's why I got hope, you can tell I could've sold dope anywhere My brother had dope before he left (shit, RIP) My brother had dope before he left [Outro] It sounds like you've had to explain that a lot, that's too bad Nah, I really...see you, you're nice, I don't mind It's just real, so I don't mind explaining over here but I haven't had to explain it because I don't care