[Intro] I'm hopin' I don't look down Ayy, long enough to see me drown And if I ever come down I'll be fallin' on the solid ground Fallin' on the solid ground Ayy, long enough to see me drown And if I ever come down I'll be fallin' on the solid ground
[Verse] Today, I had a conversation with one of my bros My homie, he's been close to me since we were six years old He calls my mama, "Mom," he seen all of my highs and lows From school fights to sharin' clothes From B-ball to fuckin' hoes He sat me down and let me know some things he never told me Things he never got a chancе to say or even show me Hе said, "I know I don't tell you often, maybe not even at all But I'm so proud of you and your success, broski And I admire how you chase your dreams, that shit's courageous Thank you for never switchin' up when you got rich and famous Thank you for never givin' up on me or havin' lesser love for me Whenever we lose touch and be on different pages I hope you know I'm here for you the way you there for me It's crazy, you done more for me than all my family tree And when I say I got your back, just know I really squeeze I make some niggas really bleed, that's really what I really mean I'm proud of how much you matured and grew, but you still you The world knows you for your talent, but I know the real you And all your trauma's behind closed doors, you'll never heal through And all the pain, you act like you don't feel, but you still do I love the fact you keep your shit together mentally You work for your respect, don't need no empathy When people look you over and shut you out intentionally You always said, 'If they don't fuck with you, they will eventually' But remember when I went through prison? When I did a bid and you the only one that came to visit? Put money on my books and sent me pictures of some bitches? They don't make 'em like you no more, my nigga, you just different And bro, you ain't have to pay my niece's tuition Or set me up with that new job and try to teach me the business Always quick to hold me down before you speak your opinion What goes around, comes around and that's the reason you winnin' But listen, I was thinkin', maybe Since you my broski and I been there since we was babies You can hit the bank and break me off with somethin' wavy? Maybe just a couple hundred-thousand? Nothin' crazy 'Cause I been hurtin' lately and I deserve it, maybe And if you can't do it, that's cool, it ain't like I'll be angry You still my broski and I love you, but that's kind of shady 'Cause I been goin' through some shit, it ain't like I'm just lazy So maybe you should pay me I quit my job 'cause I don't wanna work for no other niggas What maybe works for some, don't work for some other niggas Yeah, they pay good, but you know I'm a stubborn nigga Plus, I know you got my back, right? If not, then fuck it, I ain't askin' again Just don't forget who walked with you when your back to the wind And don't forget who's ideas that got you rappin' again When you lost your passion and got lazy, and was slackin' and shit And please don't treat me like them niggas that be askin' for shit 'Cause I never asked you for a damn thing I'd rather pull a hamstring and then run across some fan blades while jumpin' out a airplane While sittin' in the damn rain, while beggin' for some spare change I'm sorry that we all can't be talented and rich like you The little people still struggle, we ain't lit like you And if we bein' honest, it don't really seem like you want me to chase my dreams so I can get like you And lately, you been on some sucker shit, that's what I see, broski I hope you know that hater shit is a disease, broski 'Cause last time I checked, we was a fuckin' team And just because you got paper, don't mean that you better than me, broski I know everything about you I know every single secret I know where you rest your head at I know every bitch you sleep with I know where you keep your bread at I pretended I don't see shit You a greedy motherfucker, you been hopin' I don't be shit You been gettin' fat while I been starvin' You been buyin' every car and house while I been in the garbage I deserve everything you got and more, and that's a bargain You just wanna shit on me and see me fall, and that's alarmin' You just hopin' I'ma tarnish You don't want me to be nothin' You don't wanna open doors for me You did a lil' somethin', but you could've did a lil' more for me No wonder why your father turned his back on you, unfortunately No wonder why your niggas set them traps on you to sorcery You ain't nothin' but a phony, you a liar, you a snake And you can rap but you ain't Kendrick, you ain't Cole, you ain't Drake Can't believe I called you family, I should shoot you in the face Used to act like you was real, but always knew that you was fake You let the fame get to your head and all it did was made you whack I always knew the day would come when you would stab me in my back One day your money gon' be gone and I'll be happy, that's a fact And then you'll move back to the hood and I'll be laughin' when you back But you my nigga and I love you And I wanna see you win, I wouldn't place no one above you And you always been my friend since we was steppin' in the puddles Real niggas don't pretend 'cause you're my brother, you my double You my motherfuckin' twin, and I wanna let you know how I appreciate the things you show me It's kind of hard to trust niggas, that's why I keep you closely And look, I know that I don't tell you often, maybe not even at all But I'm so proud of you and your success, broski"
[Outro] I'm hopin' I don't look down Ayy, long enough to see me drown And if I ever come down I'll be fallin' on the solid ground Fallin' on the solid ground Ayy, long enough to see me drown And if I ever come down I'll be fallin' on the solid— Can't take care of later— Only intended for playin cards—Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
