Brotha ft. King vernon Lyrics

How you hating on me when I grow up in the gutter

Headed to the top but I'm coming from the under

I don't F*** with fed I don't f*** with undercover

No homies in my circles all I got is my brothers

How you hating on me when I grow up in the gutter

Headed to the top but I'm coming from the under

I don't F*** with fed I don't f*** with undercover

No homies in my circles all I got is my brothers

Pops had 2 jobs yea he taught me how to hustle

Remember use to cry cause it would hurt to see em struggle

I ain't a cocky guy so I try to keep it humble

I'm going for the win I just hope that I don't fumble

I'm trying not to fumble so I'm hold on tight

If I make to the top man it's a scary sight

My mama know my problems she be praying for my life

I hoping that I win I be praying every night

How you hating on me cause I trying to make a way

Hatters getting mad cause they can't stay at my pace

I be going to fast I ain't never second place

Yea I do not bang but I'll still put you in that grave

Got up off my ass had to chase a bag

B***** I'm making moves yea I'm making cash

If you ever showed me hate I dumb you in the trash

B**** I focus on the future you still stuck in the past

How you hating on me when I grow up in the gutter

Headed to the top but I'm coming from the under

I don't F*** with fed I don't f*** with undercover

No homies in my circles all I got is my brothers

How you hating on me when I grow up in the gutter

Headed to the top but I'm coming from the under

I don't F*** with fed I don't f*** with undercover

No homies in my circles all I got is my brothers