This is a song about "Brother s"

You say my love was gonna work from a upper

Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother

Whilst your brother spins the rudder

And let them lames get your old number

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Shake junt, brother say it again

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

Look, if i have another son, it's your brother

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I'm going harder than michael around your little brother

That damier bag i bought her

Luigi was his brother

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,