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Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, Brodie
Ayy
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah, it's gettin' hot over here, bruh)
(Skrr!)
Ayy, yeah
In the mirror's the man I'm at toes with (Mirror, mirror)
Myself, the old me
No, ion vie with my friends and my brodies
Dawg, I'm too deep in the bag with my own shit (it's facts)
And I been like this since I zoned in
Ceased to compare and I buried my toes deep
Into contentment and plethora grown shit
and started running at my own speed
Started running like a nose bleed
You know how that criiimson flow be (ayyy)
Slow and steady, ain't skippin' no process
Taking lessons while I sift thru the whole shit (ayy, ayy)
Niggas lack patience nowadays
Yeah, I seen how sell off they souls cheap (I seen it)
Cuttin' corners, pullin' that old drift (skrr)
Just so they can keep up with the Joneses
But Brodie, you know me (you know me dawg)
I'ma tell it plain you on weak nigga shit
if I spot you dancin' to that rhythm and beat (plain!)
Swayin' easy like the trees in the wind (yeah)
Too scared to be different, too scared to be real
Flockin' around like the birdies and sheeps (birdies and sheeps)
Always one with the crowd, discontented and shit (uh)
Being too covetous
Too used to measuring your progress with
Other niggas, when you 'pose to be
Countin' all your blessings like the Rosary
Nigga that shit must be sleep deprivin'
always wantin' to know where the Joneses is
(I bet)
Keep on like that and your days gon be short
You know just how the Winter Solstice is
(You know, you know, my nigga you know, ayy)
Ayy, ayy
Shit ain't the way dawg (no)
Stick to your lane and run it
Quit lettin' 'em fuck with your head dawg (quit lettin' 'em
Keep it on straight and solid
Most niggas be fakin', they ain't got (keep it on straight, dawg)
Shit in they bank or pocket
With time, the wind gon knock they shades off, Nigga
Ayy
(Knock it off, knock it off, bro)
Shit ain't the way dawg (ayy)
Stick to your lane and run it
Quit lettin' them fuck with your head dawg (ayy)
Keep it on straight and solid
Most niggas be fakin', they ain't got (keep it on straight, dawg)
Shit in they bank or pocket (ayy)
With time, the wind gon knock they shades off
(With time, with time)
Nigga
my nigga, with time)
(Knock it off, knock it off, knock it off)
Skrr
(Wooo)
Brodie
