This is a song about "Kill for my brothers"

My brothers out producing beats i gotta spit

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

My daughters will have brothers acting overprotective,

Hang on my words, but more concerned with my latest necklace

My brothers they tried to jump me

This is like riding through the city

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

Never give in to sin, unorthodox for my brothers,

Of others, there own brothers, just for a porsche and the chains,

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Kill a babysitter and hire a gravedigger for my motherfucking nigga,

From you. you're the one holding me back at the club or maybe the pub down the

But when im with my brothers with this haze in the car

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star