Broski

Composer : Gary Lucas

I'm hopin' I don't look down

Ayy, long enough to see me drown

And if I ever come down

I'll be fallin' on the solid ground

Fallin' on the solid ground

Ayy, long enough to see me drown

And if I ever come down

I'll be fallin' on the solid ground

Today, I had a conversation with one of my bros

My homie, he's been close to me since we were six years old

He calls my mama, "Mom," he seen all of my highs and lows

From school fights to sharin' clothes

From B-ball to ****in' hoes

He sat me down and let me know some things he never told me

Things he never got a chance to say or even show me

He said, "I know I don't tell you often, maybe not even at all

But I'm so proud of you and your success, broski

And I admire how you chase your dreams, that shit's courageous

Thank you for never switchin' up when you got rich and famous

Thank you for never givin' up on me or havin' lesser love for me

Whenever we lose touch and be on different pages

I hope you know I'm here for you the way you there for me

It's crazy, you done more for me than all my family tree

And when I say I got your back, just know I really squeeze

I make some niggas really bleed, that's really what I really mean

I'm proud of how much you matured and grew, but you still you

The world knows you for your talent, but I know the real you

And all your trauma's behind closed doors, you'll never heal through

And all the pain, you act like you don't feel, but you still do

I love the fact you keep your s**t together mentally

You work for your respect, don't need no empathy

When people look you over and shut you out intentionally

You always said, 'If they don't **** with you, they will eventually'

But remember when I went through prison?

When I did a bid and you the only one that came to visit?

Put money on my books and sent me pictures of some bitches?

They don't make 'em like you no more, my nigga, you just different

And bro, you ain't have to pay my niece's tuition

Or set me up with that new job and try to teach me the business

Always quick to hold me down before you speak your opinion

What goes around, comes around and that's the reason you winnin'

But listen, I was thinkin', maybe

Since you my broski and I been there since we was babies

You can hit the bank and break me off with somethin' wavy?

Maybe just a couple hundred-thousand? Nothin' crazy

'Cause I been hurtin' lately and I deserve it, maybe

And if you can't do it, that's cool, it ain't like I'll be angry

You still my broski and I love you, but that's kind of shady

'Cause I been goin' through some shit, it ain't like I'm just lazy

So maybe you should pay me

I quit my job 'cause I don't wanna work for no other niggas

What maybe works for some, don't work for some other niggas

Yeah, they pay good, but you know I'm a stubborn n***a

Plus, I know you got my back, right?

If not, then **** it, I ain't askin' again

Just don't forget who walked with you when your back to the wind

And don't forget who's ideas that got you rappin' again

When you lost your passion and got lazy, and was slackin' and s**t

And please don't treat me like them niggas that be askin' for s**t

'Cause I never asked you for a damn thing

I'd rather pull a hamstring and then run across some fan blades while jumpin' out a airplane

While sittin' in the damn rain, while beggin' for some spare change

I'm sorry that we all can't be talented and rich like you

The little people still struggle, we ain't lit like you

And if we bein' honest, it don't really seem like you want me to chase my dreams so I can get like you

And lately, you been on some sucker shit, that's what I see, broski

I hope you know that hater s**t is a disease, broski

'Cause last time I checked, we was a ****in' team

And just because you got paper, don't mean that you better than me, broski

I know everything about you

I know every single secret

I know where you rest your head at

I know every b***h you sleep with

I know where you keep your bread at

I pretended I don't see s**t

You a greedy mother****er, you been hopin' I don't be s**t

You been gettin' fat while I been starvin'

You been buyin' every car and house while I been in the garbage

I deserve everything you got and more, and that's a bargain

You just wanna s**t on me and see me fall, and that's alarmin'

You just hopin' I'ma tarnish

You don't want me to be nothin'

You don't wanna open doors for me

You did a lil' somethin', but you could've did a lil' more for me

No wonder why your father turned his back on you, unfortunately

No wonder why your niggas set them traps on you to sorcery

You ain't nothin' but a phony, you a liar, you a snake

And you can rap but you ain't Kendrick, you ain't Cole, you ain't Drake

Can't believe I called you family, I should shoot you in the face

Used to act like you was real, but always knew that you was fake

You let the fame get to your head and all it did was made you whack

I always knew the day would come when you would stab me in my back

One day your money gon' be gone and I'll be happy, that's a fact

And then you'll move back to the hood and I'll be laughin' when you back

But you my n***a and I love you

And I wanna see you win, I wouldn't place no one above you

And you always been my friend since we was steppin' in the puddles

Real niggas don't pretend 'cause you're my brother, you my double

You my mother****in' twin, and I wanna let you know how I appreciate the things you show me

It's kind of hard to trust niggas, that's why I keep you closely

And look, I know that I don't tell you often, maybe not even at all

But I'm so proud of you and your success, broski"

I'm hopin' I don't look down

Ayy, long enough to see me drown

And if I ever come down

I'll be fallin' on the solid ground

Fallin' on the solid ground

Ayy, long enough to see me drown

And if I ever come down

I'll be fallin' on the solid—

Can't take care of later—

Only intended for playin cards—