Brothers
    (专辑: True 2 Myself - 2019)
    
    JD On Tha Track (Big bag don't mean everything wavy)  (I got 99 problems like JAY-Z)  (Caught a 
felony, judge tried to slave me)  (Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy)  ProtegeBeatz (I got money and niggas moved shady)  (With my brother, I 
put that on baby)  (My first car, I 
might cop a 
Mercedes)  (At the 
stu' every day, can't be lazy)   Bodies drop all the 
time, I 
don't feel nothing  Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something  Told my shooters no mercy or chill button  I 
done been through so much, I 
don't feel nothing  I 
was down off the 
drugs, I'm exuded  I 
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it  They be watching me, clocking my movements  They be plotting on catching me snoozing  Bodies drop all the 
time, I 
don't feel nothing  Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something  Told my shooters no mercy or chill button  I 
done been through so much, I 
don't feel nothing  I 
was down off the 
drugs, I'm exuded  I 
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it  They be watching me, clocking my movements  They be plotting on catching me snoozing   I 
be shitting, I 
make it look easy  I 
was innocent, they ain't believe me  Ain't no lie, I 
be seeing illusions  I 
can't figure who real, it's confusing  I 
can't wait to get used to this lifestyle  I 
remember it could've been lights out  Bitches see me and scream Lil Tjay  Had to fuck up the 
spot for my B-day  Hit the 
'telly and catch me a 
BJ  Fuck this love, I 
don't want me a 
skeezay  Give her dick, now she feel like she need me  I'm too high, always smoking on GG  Bankroll, had to stack my chips  SB, I'ma jack my shit  I 
know these niggas gon' hate me  I've been working hard, driving me crazy   Big bag don't mean everything wavy  I 
got 99 problems like JAY-Z  Caught a 
felony, judge tried to slave me  Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy  I 
got money and niggas moved shady  With my brother, I 
put that on baby  My first car, I 
might cop a 
Mercedes  At the 
stu' every day, can't be lazy   Bodies drop all the 
time, I 
don't feel nothing  Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something  Told my shooters no mercy or chill button  I 
done been through so much, I 
don't feel nothing  I 
was down off the 
drugs, I'm exuded  I 
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it  They be watching me, clocking my movements  They be plotting on catching me snoozing  Bodies drop all the 
time, I 
don't feel nothing  Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something  Told my shooters no mercy or chill button  I 
done been through so much, I 
don't feel nothing  I 
was down off the 
drugs, I'm exuded  I 
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it  They be watching me, clocking my movements  They be plotting on catching me snoozing   Dream big, I'ma get to the 
top  Niggas waiting, the 
tape 'bout to drop  Told my mother that I'm destined to pop  Y'all ain't think I 
would get what I 
got  But I 
stayed true to myself  No losing myself  Improving myself  I'm on the 
road to the 
riches  I'm asking the 
Lord for forgiveness  I 
got two or three opps on the 
hit list  Y'all be talking but ain't never did shit  You'd be better off minding your business  Hard-headed, I 
just don't like to listen  Mezclando, I 
stay in the 
kitchen  Money coming in, my palms is itching  Y'all niggas ain't no competition   Big bag don't mean everything wavy  I 
got 99 problems like JAY-Z  Caught a 
felony, judge tried to slave me  Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy  I 
got money and niggas moved shady  With my brother, I 
put that on baby  My first car, I 
might cop a 
Mercedes  At the 
stu' every day, can't be lazy   Bodies drop all the 
time, I 
don't feel nothing  Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something  Told my shooters no mercy or chill button  I 
done been through so much, I 
don't feel nothing  I 
was down off the 
drugs, I'm exuded  I 
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it  They be watching me, clocking my movements  They be plotting on catching me snoozing  Bodies drop all the 
time, I 
don't feel nothing  Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something  Told my shooters no mercy or chill button  I 
done been through so much, I 
don't feel nothing  I 
was down off the 
drugs, I'm exuded  I 
was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it  They be watching me, clocking my movements  They be plotting on catching me snoozing