- Votes:
- Composers:
- D Hollister
- Kirk Jones
- G Spivey
- Barry White
- D Pearson
 
- Tags:
- lyric
- rap
 
- See also:
Sticky Fingaz - Baby Brother lyrics
Let me call this nigga
 Come on man, pick up the damn phone
 Hello
 I got your pictures, damn, we look just alike
 A younger version of me, half my age and height
 I played, 'Beat you up', made you tough, taught you to fight
 Put you on, showed you things, put up your first bite
 Now you on the streets making the same mistakes I did
 That got me nowhere, so I'm trapped upstate in this bid
 Caged like an animal ain't no way to live
 Got a baby on the way, who gone father my kid
 Where you going now I can clearly see
 You either going in a [Incomprehensible] or in jail with me
 Remember when we was younger and you promised me
 You be the first in our fam with a college degree
 I know you see the cars, the girls, the clothes, the jewels
 And think it's all about the money, heard you dropped out of school
 I ain't trying preach but if I don't, who gonna
 Couldn't live with myself if you died on the corner
 You're my baby brother
 You are my baby brother
 And you know I love you nigga
 I'm just trying to keep you out there
 You don't want to end up in here
 I hear what you saying big brother, but listen to me
 I ain't trying to be the nigga working Mickey D
 When I can hustle on the block and come home with a gee
 Yeah, you right I want jewels and push a luxury V
 But what's wrong with that, I wanna love comfortably
 Just like the next man driving 'round the hood in my Lex Land
 I ain't got nobody taking care of me
 And as far as a school, well, it just ain't for me
 So what you wanna do?
 What? You gone sell drugs all your life?
 I might
 You see, you ain't even right
 Maybe when you sober up your ass to see the light
 Hold up, this is my life, I live it anyway that I like
 Yo, look I'm just trying to help
 You know all you want to do is get blunted
 I need money, my wifey got a seed in her stomachSticky Fingaz - Baby Brother - http://motolyrics.com/sticky-fingaz/baby-brother-lyrics.html
 If you can't see the cycle then you must be blind
 And your child getting a father that was just like mine
 You're my baby brother
 You are my baby brother
 And you know I love you nigga
 I'm just trying to keep you out there
 You don't want to end up in here
 So is you like that, I mean what's the deal?
 Don't you too worried about trying to keep it real?
 Man whatever, this is how you feel then this how you feel
 And yo, what's this I hear? You had a gun concealed
 Yeah, I keep my nine
 You know what, let me speak my mind
 Look at you, you can't talk, nigga you doing mad time
 Yeah, look at me, this is how you wanna be
 Locked up, the cops tell you where you can pee
 I got to go, man
 Oh, you don't even want to hear me out?
 Yeah, but you talking mad shit I don't even care about
 All I saying is that you got to be more responsible
 Aight man, whatever, I'ma talk to you
 Yo, yo, damn
 He gone end up just like me
 You are my baby brother
 And you know I love you nigga
 See, I'm just trying to keep you out there
 If you don't want to end up in here
 You are my baby brother
 And you know I love you nigga
 See, I'm just trying to keep you out there
 If you don't want to end up in here
 You are my baby brother
 And you know I love you nigga
 See, I'm just trying to keep you out there
 If you don't want to end up in here
 My baby brother
 All I got
 You're all I got

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