
Brother
wehatebacongod· 2:54 · 221 plays · v3-preview
- hip hop
- trap
- r&b/soul
- neo-soul
- jazz
- trap rap
- hip-hop/rap
- rap
- beat
- conscious
- conscious hip hop
- hardcore hip hop
- 2020s
- west coast hip hop
- g-funk
- trap
- trap
- trap
- trap
- cloud rap
- storytelling
- sampler
- samples
- lo-fi
- raw
- longing
- slow
- r&b
- funk/soul
- contemporary r&b
- funk
- soul
- rap
Lyrics
Intro
I'm falling
We are
We are falling
I'm falling
Verse 1
Had a homie since the Weston days, we was tenants
Momma worked late, we would share the same dinner plate
I was spittin' in the basement, he was watchin' from the steps
Said he saw the vision, told me keep it, don't forget
I made him my right hand, gave him keys to the apartment
Put his name on nothin' but he acted like a partner
He would ask me how I built it, told him trust and hard decisions
Laid the blueprint on the table, never thought I'd need a witness
Verse 2
Started noticin' the subtractions, not the additions
Spreadsheet entries lookin' different, my intuition
Clickin' like a bad transmission, I'm listenin'
To the silence when I ask him, he be twitchin'
Checked the logs, checked the dates, checked the balance
Found the trail of breadcrumbs leadin' straight to his apartment
Stood outside that door with my chest feelin' hollow
Opened it and saw the sneakers that I told him I would follow
Bridge
We don't wish you harm
We pray for you
Could keep that love that I gave to you
Keep that love
Keep that love that I gave to you
Verse 3
First he laughed, like I was trippin', said I'm buggin'
Told me paranoia had me huggin' all my demons
Showed him screenshots, showed the timestamps, showed the transfers
His face changed from confusion to a posture of a stranger
Said "I needed it, you wouldn't understand the pressure
Walkin' in your shadow make a man do things he never"
That's when I felt the fracture, not the anger, just the distance
Twenty years of partnership reduced to one admission
Verse 4
So I wrote it, let the verses be the weapon
Let the syllables dissect the lesson, no expression
Just precision, every line was a incision
Made him look at his decisions with precision
He responded with some texts about my father
Tried to pull my trauma out the closet, made it harder
But I didn't swing back with the force that I could carry
'Cause the victory felt hollow, nothin' like I imagined
Left the battlefield with nothin' in my hands
No white flag, just a man understanding plans
Got replaced, so I sat with the pain and the Hennessy
Wrote these pages till the ink became a ministry
Now I see him in the rearview, smaller than a memory
Hope he findin' what he needed, hope he breathe easy
'Cause I'm finally free and I don't wish him bad
Just a brother I once had, and I'm thankful for what we had
Outro
I'm fallin'
We were
We were fallin'
I'm fallin'
Mm
Mm
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