My Brother

Life Goes On We really ain’t shit but the patterns that we living out, Got me in a cell thinking back on the shit that I been about / Bitches tryna treat me like I ain’t been around, Like I ain’t stared the reaper down, made him spin around / Like I ain’t turn a half to a brick, flood the whole block, Ran through more keys than a padlock in a dope spot / Like I ain’t had the metal on my wrist but I still stood tall, Whole courtroom lookin’ like they wishin’ I would fall / Like I ain’t set flame to the game ‘til it smoked out, Pulled a play quick, hit a lick, then I ghosted out / Like I ain’t been the code they recite when they talk weight, Blueprint, blueprint—laid bricks they could all trace / Like I ain’t ran laps round the map just to scope ground, Circle so tight you can’t breathe when we close rounds / Like I ain’t flood winter ‘til it thawed into springtime, Everything I touch turn gold like it’s king time / Still they act brand new when they speak on my name, But the block still echo when I breathe in the flame. [Hook] Ain’t no love in this cold, just the codes that we follow, Made of scars and the pain, can’t forget what they hollowed / Every loss in my life put a crack in my chest, But I still keep my head high, can’t settle for less / From the cell to the block, I was built for the fire, Even death in my fam couldn’t kill my desire / I been down, I been gone, I been stuck in the rain, Still the flame in my soul burn the same through the pain. [Verse 2] They don’t know about the nights when the lights cut out, When the air so still that your mind start to shout / When the call came in, I was locked in the cage, Said my brother passed on while I’m stuck in a rage / Couldn’t touch him, couldn’t hold him, couldn’t walk in the rain, Had to swallow every tear, let it burn in my veins / And the same day before, I was fightin’ my case, Threatened D.A., said I’d put him right in his place / Now the judge lookin’ at me like the devil in chains, But I just see the system as the thief of my name / Every brick that I laid came from hurt and the grind, Every wound that I healed got me sharper in mind / I been counting every breath like a prayer to the wind, Tell my brother up above, I’ma ride ‘til the end / Every loss is a weight, but I lift it like steel, Every pain is a weapon when you sharpen it real / They can take what they want, but they can’t take the soul, From the block to the grave, I’m still playin’ my role.