Thick As Thieves Lyrics

How I'm supposed to start this shit?

Came up with who I started with

Thick as thieves birds of a feather we gone get fly together

In the trenches where's the opponent?

See we gone ride together

Scramble for a plate fighting for a crumb

Used to fall victim to the sickness now I'm feeling numb

Fresh up out the mud see I got the stain still

Dealing with the trauma when it rain I feel the pain still

They don't want no drama bust a block nah we nuh play still

Put that on my mama need the commas hit a stain still

Authentic stayed the same still

Use your own weapon against you hit with the same steel

Through the chaos remain still

Through the fire we stay calm in the middle we drop bombs

Off that gas pack want no smoke wit me

Might be riding dolo but believe I got the folk wit me