Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Moloko Theodor Manthata
Songwriter
Lyrics
Big bro, big bro, I'm by your side all the time
I'd rather die til I die
I'd be your bro til you die
You always ball and you fly
I'm by your side all the time
I'd rather die til I die
I'd be your bro til you die
Big bro, big bro, you always ball and you fly
You almost ballin' and you fly, no lie
Heard a thing that you didn't have to analyze
Taught me how to be a man, that shit stick with your mind
Truth is, brother, man, you perfect in my eyes
Why don't we roll this weed and smoke up and get high
Talk and reminisce about our good times
Grew up in the hood, we still alive
That's a good sign, that's a good sign
Like God gave me a chance to spread my love in a formal rhyme
Question is, how do I compress all my words in these punal lines
God bless a **** with brothers that I cannot elize
I'ma spread my love before I'm out of time
Old your heads a glass of wine, toast to ballin' until the day we die
Big bro, big bro, I'm by your side all the time
Big bro, big bro, I'd rather die til I die
Big bro, big bro, I'd be your bro til you die
Big bro, big bro, you always ball and you fly
Big bro, big bro, I'm by your side all the time
Big bro, big bro, I'd rather die til I die
Big bro, big bro, I'd be your bro til you die
Big bro, big bro, you always ball and you fly
You always ball and you fly, forever workin' for the prize
Big brother, come on, let's roll another and get high
More honor, you still alive, we gon' pop and throw up night
If that night celebrating life, we gon' throw it and ride a high
They don't know it, don't see the light, they don't see it til you're dead
I am his, while we gon' follow through, we acknowledge the sacrifice
I remember this other night, I was probably still a child
And you chillin' there in the kitchen, you spittin, kickin' out rhymes
I remember thinkin' you spittin' like Narsan ain't even tried
From that moment right there and then, I was tryin' to spit like you
I wanna dedicate this, this song to the brothers around the globe
I'ma own the Genesis, O.P. to be most of the world
Big bro, big bro, I'm by your side all the time
Big bro, big bro, I'd rather die til I die
Big bro, big bro, I'd be your bro til you die
Big bro, big bro, you always ball and you fly
Big bro, big bro, I'm by your side all the time
Big bro, big bro, I'd rather die til I die
Big bro, big bro, I'd be your bro til you die
Big bro, big bro, you always ball and you fly
Man, this music has no end, but I ride it like a man
Bitches with no fans, none of these other **** brag
Big bro, they think my style is too offensive
Big bro, I'm grindin' hard, they offended
Big bro, probably never let go, Javier was too cold
Think I'm rappin' ghetto, hold on
This one of my bro's songs is shit old
They got me on the low, and I stay low until I'm broke
Like a grenade, big bro, how they think I stay broke
Got my grindin' on the go, XO on the flow
It's for sure that we gon' blow, I don't wanna let go
Got my rappin' on the go
Big bro, big bro, I'm by your side all the time
Big bro, big bro, I'd rather die til I die
Big bro, big bro, I'd be your bro til you die
Big bro, big bro, you always ball and you fly
Big bro, big bro, I'm by your side all the time
Big bro, big bro, I'd rather die til I die
Big bro, big bro, I'd be your bro til you die
Big bro, big bro, you always ball and you fly
Thanks for watching
Written by: Moloko Theodor Manthata
