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Lil Gotit - Brotherly Love feat. Lil Keed (prod. 10fifty) (Official Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Gotit
Lil Gotit
Performer
Lil Keed
Lil Keed
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Semaja Render
Semaja Render
Composer
Raqhid Render
Raqhid Render
Composer
Nathaniel Band
Nathaniel Band
Composer
Rio Leyva
Rio Leyva
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
10fifty
10fifty
Producer
Rio Leyva
Rio Leyva
Producer

Lyrics

Made it out the struggle, yeah, a nigga too tough Yeah, I crush, I bring the cup, bring crush Yeah, I fuck niggas' hoes, I ain't gotta lust Black mask, big gat, make him give it up Diamonds came from G so you know they wet as fuck Heard you been with me now you act cuffed up Now I got your main ho in my 'trol How you tryna cross me out then say you love me? What the hell you talkin' 'bout? you ain't there for us If I get on your head I ain't lettin' up If I get on your ho, I ain't lettin' up (sheesh, sheesh) Please watch your mouth (let's go) Please watch your mouth Please watch your house Please watch your spouse Boy, you so counterfeit, the fake, I been cut you off I did what I did, I know what I took, 'cause you count me out When I'm on that Henny You hearin' my clutch, you hear my exhaust (yeah, yeah) I came from the bottom I came from a place where you don't make it out I own a traphouse on Conley road, you know it ain't no drought We're dope so money fold, we came from the south Rockin' the same clothes, run it up when we came out the house Still had all the hoes, nigga playin', we airin' 'em out My momma don't want for shit, lil' nigga, so what is a drought Terrorist threats, now I'm a threat When I come through, yeah, I'm bombin' your land Yeah, we like to flex, and we got a check Nigga play chess, yeah, we smash him like a king Talkin' out the neck, 'til I got a Tech Start sweetin' up, just like some candy No more stress, got it out my chest Throwin' back shots, with King Brandy I'ma keep it goin', all the way Lifestyle livin' Penny Hardaway Yeah, we got over them starvin' days Came from dope flippin', the harder way Young nigga listen like a Sensei Straight from the dome, no pen and paper Cuffin' that bitch, he meant to save her My balls in her mouth like a Life Saver Can't help me, I can help you get back on your feet Yeah, exotic off the trees Gettin' real high from the smokin' all the weed Nah, I don't please Catch him writin' off, just check the receipt I just spent some money WiFi drug, I connect the streets Made it out the struggle, yeah, a nigga too tough Yeah, I crush, I bring the cup, bring crush Yeah, I fuck niggas' hoes, I ain't gotta lust Black mask, big gat, make him give it up Diamonds came from G so you know they wet as fuck Heard you been with me now you act cuffed up Now I got your main ho in my 'trol How you tryna cross me out then say you love me? What the hell you talkin' 'bout? you ain't there for us If I get on your head I ain't lettin' up If I get on your ho, I ain't lettin' up (sheesh, sheesh) Please watch your mouth (let's go) Please watch your mouth Please watch your house Please watch your spouse Boy, you so counterfeit, the fake, I been cut you off I did what I did, I know what I took, 'cause you count me out When I'm on that Henny You hearin' my clutch, you hear my exhaust (yeah, yeah) I came from the bottom I came from a place where you don't make it out I own a traphouse on Conley road, you know it ain't no drought
Writer(s): Nathaniel Band, Rio Leyva, Semaja Render, Raqhid Render Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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