Mature - Hey Brother Lyrics

Never loose a bro
Never ever loose a bro
I got some brothers from a mama that is not my mom
We share 'em goodies, share 'em ideas like we share the blunt
The common interest we got is that we have a goooaaaaalll
And I call them blood cos their mamas call me son
I've got to a level where I know that blood is more than fam
Cos niggas grew up from different hoods and turned blood
And neegas have your back, have your back and have your back
Till you start to back a 'statement' that make you fam
Stuck in the grind but my stock then was on low
I couldn't eat a meal not to talk of buying blaww
And you know I'm a nigga that would never talk
Gotta bottle up emotions and fake the smile
So I keep it to myself slowly passing out
Fighting anxiety more depressed each passing day
It's how a nigga dies, it's how a nigga mad
Death wasn't even what a nigga had in mind
So I called my bro, man we need to talk
Man I know we have a plan but I need to pull
I've been low on funds, I've low on blood
Now addicted to smoke before I get a smile
And he said hey my bro wtf
You telling me you that broke and you never talked
It's f*cked up cos neegas our age face ups and downs so it's normal if you down you better talk
I know you f*cked up in the decisions that you made
But check our ages, we kids it's a learning stage
And done thing is done thing now we need to find a way
Cos we have a plan and we gotta stick to it
I got you bro, I'll pay the bills
And it's not a loan or some debt you'll have to pay
Wanna do it for you cos I know you'll do the same
You my bro for life and I ghat you till I die (word)
Never loose a bro
Never ever loose a bro
Never loose a bro
Never ever loose a bro
Never loose a bro
Never ever loose a bro
Never loose a bro
Never ever loose a bro
Never loose a bro never ever loose a bro
Graduate from sec school doing nothing at home
So I'm busy chatting chicks and I'm staying up at night
And my nigga dm'ed me you hustling or what?
Told him no my bro I'm just busy chatting girls
And he laughed you never change
I'm the plug that you need and I'll never settle
Till you bubble, make a mill or make it double, you need to hustle
Back in the days I was robbed in my crib
And It left a homeboy so f*cked up and shit
I was lost, I was down but I wasn't broke
And my bro since our nursery days hit me up
Saying f*ck the thieves
More better things will come
And I just sent you something in case you need to sub
I was shocked
Cos I know he didn't have it all
But he still scrapped it out just to send a nigga dough 'he my bro'
And I got some niggas who their mamas
Treat me like a baby whenever I go to visit
I never starve, motherly love, moral support I feel at home cos you know their home is my home
In the rainy days who got me? My brother
When niggas f*ck with me who got me? My brother
The times I need a bitch who got me ? My brother
When popo lock me up who got me? My brother
I know I never post or talk about you brothers
But this is me telling y'll I love you brothers
The goals that we chase and the dreams we have
All will happen in it's time believe me brothers
Call me on the phone whenever you down brother
I'll pull up for you cos I know you'll do the same brother
In times of the good and the times of the bad,
We gang till we die, we gang till they die
Never loose a bro
Never ever loose a bro
Never loose a bro
Never ever loose a bro
Never loose a bro
Never ever loose a bro
Never loose a bro
Never ever loose a bro
Never loose a bro never ever loose a bro