Kenneth Brother - all I need.

This one for whoever be holding me down
When I ain't around
Mount Rushmore in my city even when I ain't in town
Niggas thought I wasn't him I wonder what they thinking now
Always had the shit that made they face look like they drinking brown
Guess who the nigga with the crown
It's always the niggas that look up to you talking down
And it's always the niggas grabbing tracys thats talking pounds
I ain't lose it a little bit
Any nigga thought that shit would happen illiterate
King Kenneth brody and my queen like Elizabeth
Back to blitzing features tell your favorite to send the shit
Bar for bar I dominate the paint on some center shit
They starting to forget but never trip ima end the shit
Everybody screaming top five and ain't in the shit
I know what she mean when she say she want get into shit
Bet not let that bitch come home and tell you she innocent
Well she is in a sense
I feel her she just tryna make her cents
I'm, cool on kicking with you niggas yea the scene too condensed
Played safety I ain't taking no offense, shoutout Chase though
Love my bitch but bread the only thing I chase though
Always in my business but they never up in Chase though
But they got it
I don't get it
Niggas talk it but I live it
Even when I hit my lowest wasn't livid
All money ain't good money but whats good, Money?
Knew the cons but still did it that's good for me
Keep certain ones round me I know they want what's good for me
And everything I couldn't I know Red really would for me
Thats one I can't thank enough
It ain't beneficial they ain't with you I think it's tough
They lying I think its bluff
You know how it be, what you need just ring it up
They say its out of love then proceed to bring it up
Man that's word to
Word to bro I swear I'm sticking to the plan
Independent ain't depending on no man I
Held the shit that I'm doing down while I balled, I'm just saying
I was spitting wasn't bitching bout no fans
Ain't ever count no favors I considered you my mans
Bee was on the line with that five like I'm Stan
That's my brother nigga
One of one I swear to God it ain't no other nigga
Ask 'em why they don't like me I bet they stutter nigga
Fuck 'em tho I'm me til I sign out
Thankful how some shit just aligned out
Still don't trust a soul cause
True intentions always get drowned out
Niggas and the bitches only sorry you found out
Never knew the strangers posed to love you more than people you be with like ona Daily
Tell me that shit ain't crazy
Ain't the one to clear allegations they know who baby
And I ain't the one to seek validation to know I'm wavy
I don't
Know who really hear me but just hear me
If the love ain't genuine do not come near me
Get the feeling all the ones that kept me grounded in the air yea I get teary
Wish the lord could give my brother back
Ever left no coming back
I don't want be associates or none of that
I'm done with that
Heard I aint do this or that, well fuck em let em run with that yea
Fuck 'em let em run with that
KB

Written by:
Bryan Anderson

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