Aye, aye, aye, yeh
Aye, I lost my brother to the feds
Too much going on
Too much going on
Ay, yeah, yeah, yeah, I just lost my brother to the feds
Too much going on in my head
Dogie died, I seen him on that bed
I'm off the meds, I'm crazy in the head
Step up out that spot, I got that leg
You know that it's one up in the head
My brother dead, dead, dead
Couple months ago, yeah we was kickin' doors
Couple months ago, up on that block and totin' poles
Catch a packing, hit the strip, you know we picking roads
When nobody answering, and now they wanna call my phone
And nobody listen, and I'm tryna find my way home
This shit get crazy
Fuck 12, that is snatched up tone
This shit get crazy
Fuck 12, that is snatched up tone, (that is snatched up tone)
That is snatched up tone
That is snatched up
If you run up here, you know that I might have to face him
And this guy going stupid, I ain't about to chase him
Man, they got a free the guys, we gon' let the birds sing
We gon' let the birds sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I'm tweakin' off these fuckin' meds
If he run up, we gon' hit his head
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I'm tweakin' off these fuckin' meds
Ay, yeah, yeah, yeah, I lost my brother to the feds
Too much going on in my head
Doogie died, I seen him on that bed
I'm off the meds, I'm crazy in the head
Step up out that spot, I got that leg
You know that it's one up in the head
My brother dead, dead, dead
Yeah, ooh, yeah
Yeah, ooh, yeah
Yeah, ooh, yeah
Yeah, oh, yeah
Yeah, ooh, yeah