My Brother Had Dope Before He Left - Skooly

Bitch I’m fresh out of the slums, somewhere you can’t come, I come in this

bitch to act dumb

Your partners can come if they want, my cousins got guns, you niggas can run if

you want

It ain’t no love homie, all type of drugs homie, I had a blood homie

Told me he’d kill whoever I want, and he from the land of the funk,

that’s love homie

Roll me a spliff of that shit and hop in the whip, go get me something to sip

And I don’t be trusting no act, and them is just facts, I know that shit don’t

exist

And I do not use my arithmetics, my brother taught me how to whip

Before he died, I still be crying inside, and I still be crying inside

But I still try, 'cause I know without him it’s fake

This shit is fake, it’s a lie

And I cannot trust you for shit, and I put my life in a letter, 'cause ain’t

nothin' safer than I

And I put my life in a metal, you better do better, 'cause nobody safe if I cry

Ridin' in a Wraith with my guy, came from the south of the sky, sky

He wanna see me with it so I try

You try to stop my living, you will die

You know who shot my nigga, why lie?

I cannot talk about it, I cry

You better not come around me, I’ll fire

You better not come around me outside

You better listen homie, I ain’t trippin' homie

Reminiscing homie, on the real

Ain’t no use to dissing on me, I hate niggas only

Better tell a nigga how you feel

Go watch the interviews, then go listen to my interludes

Boy I been a fool

And you niggas living a lie, and you know I been the truth

And they tryna sentence dudes

And I’ll never squeal, before that it’s Mortal Kombat, I’ll finish you

And this go for any dude, this go for any crew

'til I reach my pinnacle, give you a physical

I’m not shootin' at any school, shit could get critical

Summertime rapper talk with that water on, I pull up at any pool

I’m not leaving any jewels, and boy I got plenty jewels

Your bitch ain’t feeling you, show you what pimpin' do

Show you what that pimpin' do

That shit ain’t in to you, only gon' warn you once

Don’t try to harm the don, I’m armed like tentacles

Yeah bitch I ball like testicles

Pause, Rawling, Spalding

I got your bitch here right next to me, uh

Yeah bitch I’m ballin', ballin'

She say she home alone, uh

I be Macaulay Culkin

But don’t you keep callin' my phone, uh

I’ll leave you heartless, stalkin'

And you niggas knowin' who’s poppin'

Young direct deposit, lil kid, I got 'em

My Cosa Nostra the hottest

You niggas gon' have a problem

Chainz told me get 'em, I got 'em, uh

I didn’t only hit 'em, I dropped 'em, uh

I do this shit for my brother, uh

I still do this shit for my partner

Still coming out of my shell, uh

Feel like I’m out of myself, uh

Still sipping lean by the brick, uh

Still smoking weed by the bale, uh

Cartier boss, they were twelve

Still get the bump for my nails, uh

My life was rough on a player

These bitches tough on a player, uh

That’s why I’m so dope, you can tell

That’s why I got hope, you can tell

I could’ve sold dope anywhere

My brother had dope before he left (shit, RIP)

My brother had dope before he left

It sounds like you’ve had to explain that a lot, that’s too bad

Nah, I really… see you, you’re nice, I don’t mind

It’s just real, so

I don’t mind explaining over here but I haven’t had to explain it because I

don’t care