JAYOWE- LETTER TO MY BROTHER

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  • Опубліковано 16 вер 2024
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    Filmed and Edited by On The Track Productions
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    Produced by Joel on the Track
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    Presented By IGA Records®️
    Lyrics:
    They killed my brother
    Where we grew up
    Now I really keep my blick on me
    Can’t trust none of these niggas
    Little homies killing big homies
    Can’t trust none of these bitches
    First they love you
    Then they switch on you
    Everybody say they with you
    Till it’s pressure
    And true colors show
    I ain’t been the same since
    The death of Corey
    Trying not to go insane
    But I’m missing Brodie
    Got me paranoid
    The other day
    I almost shot the homie
    I almost shot my own homie
    For pulling up on me
    Looking at your pictures
    through this iPhone
    Wish I can call you one more time
    And tell you bring some food home
    Since I put you in that wall
    I ain’t been the same
    Hurt my heart to see my brother
    On my dresser
    In a picture frame
    No I ain’t see this day coming at all
    Remember we was young
    In the back playing ball
    Remember we was young
    You help me up when I fall
    Remember we was young
    You and Gil took me
    shopping at the mall
    Been traveling the world
    To cope with pain
    This shit been hitting me
    Corey died in my face
    This shit a set and stone memory
    Got me googling
    How to contact the dead
    I’m missing my brother
    I hear that laugh in my head
    Laid in my bed with Ty
    that night and cried
    Could see the pain in my eyes
    Steady asking god why
    I ain’t get to say goodbye
    No I ain’t get to say goodbye
    My blood brother died
    And I ain’t get to say goodbye
    No
    Missing my brother
    My nigga high in the sky
    See your son Khaari eyes
    And that shit make me cry
    He ain’t get to know his daddy
    That shit getting to me
    My nephew straight
    Even though
    His dad grew his wings to fly
    Hurt my heart so much
    to see you ride
    In that hearse
    Wish I can go back in time
    To put them guns in reverse
    Sick to my stomach
    That you not with me
    See them niggas
    one more time
    Ima shoot this Glock
    Till the clip empty

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