S.A.M.B. ft. Captain Live, K.O & Phantom Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

My brother earned respect by Burning his tech

My girl messaged me hot like she Burning a text

They upset I'm out here just Earning upsets

I need the vent, my bro Concerned and upset

He ready to wreck something, I'm Talking stretch something

Test me, he gon' have your Mother stressed, youngin

I suggest you just stay blessed, Youngin

I have you calling for help, SOS On it

Now let's press on it, I got the G's On it

I got G's on it, and I feed logic

She left you on read, guess you Need phonics

And you never really wanna be That cheap topic

Her low self-esteem develops Speech problems

That's why y'all niggas do the Elite ballin

I'm smokin' y'all, now let's smoke Some tree on it

Rich boy send your girl, now I'ma Throw some D's on it

Ease on it, flow effortless, out Here checking shit

Niggas is treacherous, fuck your Preferences

I don't need no assist, no next of Kin

Son of Pablo when I'm working Like a Mexican

And this is a freestyle, not even The best of him

Where's the rest of him? Cause They loving him

Slam dunk, Tupac talking above The rim

Last name, the first name in the Government

I remember back in the days we Blamed the government

And I really try to stay on my Humble shit

But these days they don't know Who they fucking with

I will up a grip and get it fucking Lit

But shout out to my brother Though

Shout out to my brother though

Yeah, shout out to my brother Though

Rich

Ops can't even run off before you Can let ton off

The trenches made us different, Shopping sprees, we hit the gun Store

I'm baby bro like Jodeo, the hoes, My bro's a fuck on

But see me now like you don't Wear your b.b. now the rich man Niggas savage

And the clip made niggas Average, You would think they All my Mother's sons

Cause we slide like the Jacksons, Big bro pull up in some shit You've never seen

Do tricks in traffic, Jeff and Mack Fly with the lattice

Steph and Clayton, the shot is, the Shot is different

My bro told me they for the Streets, if they for me then fuck More

I get it now, I chill around Baddies that be on the slut walk

My pops was gone, my big bro Stopped it, oh he said I got ya

That's why back in the day I Stayed with Trey, man his job my Job

Shout out to my brother though

Shout out to my brother though

Shout out to my brother though

The flow greedy and I follow the Greed

Punching like Apollo Creed, I Bob and I weave

I dust plans, catch it right with the Cleanest sweep

Talk is cheap, I suggest you not to Play it sweet

You ever see a flamingo, the clip Curl like a beak

I expect you bird niggas not to Say that it's heat

I ain't come here to play, I ain't With the chitter chatter

A clip of splatter, I got dinner Plates on a bigger platter

I set the ball high, bigger ladder

I might buy a new gun, that'll Come with the biggest ladder

The devil get you set up for a lack Of respect

I seen bougie girls turn ratchet at Best

Been ahead of my time since Screwing in the back of the steps

When I was banging I was giving Out physicals like a doctor's note

I met a ratchet, we was kinda Close, she like the smoke

She cook the coke, I keep her Close

Shots hit his leg, that's a newly Couple dead

I'll have kids follow your whip, Nigga, like newly coupled weds

But shoutout to my brother Though

Shoutout to my brother though

Yeah, shoutout to my brother Though

I don't got too many brothers

Circle small chat, work and ball

Don't talk shop amongst each Other

Shannon Sharp with the cut up, Everybody ain't your brother 'em

YFP, we the government, from Inception to leo lessons

Up forever if you wanna spin, Better call Paul one of them

They don't know who you Fucking with

Phantom used to live above the Rim

Now they saying on some other Shit

Wanted the hood to love me

What good could come of it

All of the push and shoving

We had to push the budget

Worked the day and the whole Night

My brother make me piece it up With these niggas that I don't like

Cause when shit went left, I Showed him you know a nigga Got a strong right

I be laughing like shit went shit For him, don't even go right

Turn around and Uber 30 minutes All the way to a whole fight

You know this nigga be so bright

My brother's shoe, we gotta use That

My brother's swinging, better Move back

I ain't never mad with my blood Brother, get the catcher attitude Facts

Gotta have some understanding For the youngin, he a new jack

Shout out to my brother though

Shout out to my brother though

Shout out to my brother though