Thought We Were Bros Lyrics

Man, I gave these niggas everything

Let em wear my clothes, I fronted bows and never said a thing, aint say a word,

Shit somehow these niggas still change

Still change on me

Shit let's talk about the code why you stole

I thought we were bros

Really think I wanted to do that to you, I ain't even brag or boast

I ain't gon' lie, I expected that from Nate, but me and you were close

And always kept some food up on your plate, so that what hurt me most

Bro was hiding, and I'm on demon time, ain't send a text or post

A month go by, I pull to granny house and he walk through the door

He playin' with my top, I up my glock, put two shots in the floor

Then I think like, shit, just shot my blick, you know I love your folks

I love them folks

So Im like, where we supposed to go from here

My son, yo mama, grandson, she text like she don't want me there

Like fuck it I'm right back to the trap, I got some bows for sale

Be lying if I say I ain't care, shit oh well

What I'm supposed to do bout that… I'm like oh well… nigga played with me , shit , oh well.. you know how This shit go man

Oh well

Back to it

Thought it was love but it wasn't

Why Everytime a Nigga start an argument it's about money

Trap in a awful lot of cough syrup, just bought some Heron Preston I'm a designer junky

Still see that Hole in Nolan chest, them flashbacks turn my stomach

Back against the wall, Im standing ten, I gotta see you coming

Some bros a know that's your lil' shit and still go offer money

Head from a ratchet, I let her eat, this time ain't cost her nothin

Ask what he need, I ain't let him leech, I'm the one lend the crutches

Okay, in rental cars, we still clutchin' Streets a zone and niggas rushin

Gwalla gone, Tianna call my phone, them

Kids won't want for nothin

Money green, not me, no trampoline, you know my trap house jumping

Niggas makin' scenes, like they can't bleed, we just hop out dumpin

We take the Draco's on a mission

Make me mad, put you in timeout, spank the whole city with them switches

Ain't got shit to say , they make something up,

It's different when you litty

Wanna know something , call and ask yourself , don't go and run with it, don't run with that

Never thought it would be like this ,

Roxy 20 and 3 lines of Tris

My head gone on my headstone make sure you say, he ain't go for shit

My meds gone ,i wont be long , im grinding till it's ova with

What I'm supposed to do with that… I'm like oh well… nigga playing with me , shit , oh well.. you know how This shit go man

Oh well

Yeah

Back to it

I'm like oh well

Oh wellll

Oh well

Yeah