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brothers switch up (feat. killkarma) Video (MV)




Performed By: sydneyville
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Sid Mission




sydneyville - brothers switch up (feat. killkarma) Lyrics
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Brother's say they're brother, till they switch up for the bag price
Never say you love me, cause you'll never know what that's like
Demons in my vision, see my wrist and say this slash twice
Bitch on my dick, blowing it like a bagpipe
Sleeping on the couch, your mother gave me melatonin
While I was off the Xanax, you were off the mourning
Crying in your room, cause you've never been important
I gave you the spotlight, you paid for the show biz
Make it right and change your life, don't hang you tight
You're just like my pills "bro" you fake and white
Take some time to think, don't f*cking take your life
People care about you, and it's not me anymore
Just take a pill and face the world for what it is
Get back with your ex, she'll cut you up again
F*cking leave my life, don't leave your own
You a bitch, you got a leash and bone (yeah, yeah)
Oh, Oh
Lately i been thinking bout my wrongdoings
I've been rolling up and smoking all this shit to keep me going through it
All that shit that they be talking, well they pussy I ignore it
All that shit that they be talking, I go swiper like I'm Dora
I know these niggas ain't built like me
At the top of the throne, who the king like me
Who the king like me
Got the heat on my belt, think im pussy come see
I'm sick of these niggas' obsessions, huh
I'm about to take his possessions, huh
Hit the blunt and I chill, aint stressing, huh
Pussy boy, what the f*ck you reppin? huh
I remember I told you I step on these niggas and bitches
I told you that shit from the jump
No, I came from the bottom
I came from the hunt
Yeah, I came from the bottom
You know imma stunt
Why these boys try to play me like I'm not the one
Any boy trying to play me, I'll make you my son
If that boy trying to play me, I'll blow up the sun
And the block can get faded blow smoke out the gun, yeah
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English

Brother's say they're brother, till they switch up for the bag price
Never say you love me, cause you'll never know what that's like
Demons in my vision, see my wrist and say this slash twice
Bitch on my dick, blowing it like a bagpipe
Sleeping on the couch, your mother gave me melatonin
While I was off the Xanax, you were off the mourning
Crying in your room, cause you've never been important
I gave you the spotlight, you paid for the show biz
Make it right and change your life, don't hang you tight
You're just like my pills "bro" you fake and white
Take some time to think, don't f*cking take your life
People care about you, and it's not me anymore
Just take a pill and face the world for what it is
Get back with your ex, she'll cut you up again
F*cking leave my life, don't leave your own
You a bitch, you got a leash and bone (yeah, yeah)
Oh, Oh
Lately i been thinking bout my wrongdoings
I've been rolling up and smoking all this shit to keep me going through it
All that shit that they be talking, well they pussy I ignore it
All that shit that they be talking, I go swiper like I'm Dora
I know these niggas ain't built like me
At the top of the throne, who the king like me
Who the king like me
Got the heat on my belt, think im pussy come see
I'm sick of these niggas' obsessions, huh
I'm about to take his possessions, huh
Hit the blunt and I chill, aint stressing, huh
Pussy boy, what the f*ck you reppin? huh
I remember I told you I step on these niggas and bitches
I told you that shit from the jump
No, I came from the bottom
I came from the hunt
Yeah, I came from the bottom
You know imma stunt
Why these boys try to play me like I'm not the one
Any boy trying to play me, I'll make you my son
If that boy trying to play me, I'll blow up the sun
And the block can get faded blow smoke out the gun, yeah
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Writer: Sid Mission
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