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brother's back - b.rob lyrics

alright
it feels good to be back
you know what i’m saying

look
well respected
the music was well recepted
i kept it honest and clearly the words connected
sing don’t rap, n*gga
rap, don’t sing
how bout f*ck what you’re suggesting
n*ggas with no taste still call themselves tastemakers
the ones that show no love always saying they hate haters
shorties say they real
fresh off of fajas and waist trainers
it’s crazy in my city i’m just living and maintaining
abe had me focusing on residual income
it’s funny cause now the outcome is dollars and then some
to be honest i don’t know where these n*ggas get they bread from
money made them change
insecurity’s where it stemmed from

i’m locked in till my n*ggas freed up
hate it or love it man
the city need us
i’m just being honest dog
who could see us
brother’s back, boy
it’s time to re*up

yeah
yeah
fresh off a mixtape
on the 31st floor of the st regis eating a rib steak
life used to good but now sh*t’s great
tried to keep my head above water now this sh*t inflate
n*ggas will bite the hand that feeds them when they hungry then turn around and ask you why you leave em
i figured out loyalty could be deceiving
that’s why i don’t love b*tches
i always breeze em
except for t**tee, she know i’ll never leave her
but that conversation’s for a different season
cause right now i’m just clearing sh*t out
you know, spring cleaning
no one better in my city and n*gga i really mean it
cause if we talking bout greatness then what’s the real meaning
they say numbers don’t lie but that sh*t could be deceiving
leave it to n*ggas in they verses and now they in the deep end
give it a couple more records and now n0body breathing
cash told yall n*ggas don’t let brother take this serious
two months later we on the radio calling in sirius
people curious bout how we bloomed overnight like cereus
it’s cause of triple entendre’s like that in case you ain’t hear it
it’s important to remember everything’s got an expiration
that’s why in life you gotta set them expectations
and we did, man
i swear that we did
kiss’ crib, est deliberations
i still hit her on birthdays and special occasions
even though our messages look like a one*way conversation
three records in and i told yall about my contemplations
one year passed since then
i swear nothing’s changing

i’m locked in till my n*ggas freed up
hate it or love it man
the city need us
i’m just being honest dog
who could see us
brother’s back, boy
it’s time to re*up

- b rob lyrics

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