C-Mob, Kaijowaan - My Brother lyrics

Coming up in the city
Everything wasn't pretty
He had to run from the cops all day
Cause every motherfucking cop was looking
He was a big time hustler
Who had nothing but customers
And girls for days
But he never had enough what he made
He had so much money but he
Never did nothing with it (oh)
He was the talk around everybody
Told him to quite it
He was a little hard at it that's my brother
That's my friend that's my mother's son and
Then shit started happening
He got locked up and trapped again (oh)

I remembеr back when we was teenagers
Back thеn we had never seen major time
Young little knucklehead to
Out committing crime
Spit rhymes on the porch all day with
Nothing but money on our minds
And we kept the block hotter than fish grease
Fresh pair of Dickies
White T and the fit's creased
This bitch preached to probation
Hoping that it reached
Cause we was on the path
To being prison or deceased
It started out flipping a little bit of weed
It grew to more than just
A little bit of greed
After my last time in juvie my game changed
I slang thangs only here and
There just to maintain
But, you relied on the dope for your income
And then some fast money and
Women had been fun
You let the lifestyle get to your head
Mama kept telling you to quite
Before you end up dead

That's my brother that's my friend
That's my mother's son and
Then shit started happening
He got locked up and trapped again (oh)

Caught up in a trap again
Locked up for trafficking
Game was always on point how
Could this be happening
I told you to keep a eye on those you trusted
Your judgement was cloudy and
Your nose was dusty your game got rotten
Your name dropped often
Everybody knew you had that cane spot popping
I told you to slow it down let the spot cool
You didn't so I guess you thought
That you had the cops fooled
You wanted to be surrounded by
Cocaine like in Scarface
Instead you were surrounded by police
In a car chase
You lost control of the car when they
Blew your tires at high speed
I heard that they found a kilo of the
Blow and two ounces of Thai weed (dang)
And I wonder what would've been happening
And if you'da stayed free
Your family visit's you daily your
Daughter just started grade three
Regardless of what had happened
I never judge you
I always got your back you're
My brother I love you

That's my brother that's my friend
That's my mother's son and
Then shit started happening
He got locked up and trapped again (oh)

The next time I sinning behind the boys
He look so much different he had a scar
On the side of his face
He got transferred way upstate
He went on a high-speed chase
With them niggas in the
Car with the lights on the top of the hood
But he said he doing good
He said he doing fine but, I think he lying

He had so much money but he
Never did nothing with it
He was the talk around town everybody
Told him to quite it
He was a little hard at it

That's my brother that's my friend
That's my mother's son and
Then shit started happening
He got locked up and trapped again (oh)

That's my brother and that's my friend
That's my friend that's my mother
Son and then shit started happening
Oh we're so fucked up (fucked up)