Gypsy Mac - My Brothers Keeper

Everybody aint yo brother
They ain't yo brotha
Everybody ain't yo brother
Everybody ain't yo brother
Aye Everybody ain't yo brother
No everybody ain't your brotha
You gotta watch em they be hating undercover
I trust my gun noo I will never trust em
Everybody ain't yo brother
No everybody ain't your brotha
You gotta watch em they be hating undercover
I trust my gun noo I will never trust em
Early ass mornings to some late nights
Many men tryna catch 50 out the sto like
Member we was all in the field tryna go get it
And we ain't going home until we get some dough nigga
Rubbing on Buddha praying that he gimme 50
Super lowkey in disguise deducting yicken bitch sliddy
You wasn't on that pass but I still gave you a bell
This 30 for 30 coulda made espn
Member I broke the whole pound down with no scale
Running in mansions worth mills tryna move in the hills
No wrestling nigga it was hell in the cell
Back to the field gotta make the money up I spent on bail
Nfl coach all my hittas in the field
Whatchamaclit going crazy everyday he checkin mail
I love my nigga UTTDAWG I love my nigga rellz
Remember no name was out snatching them bells
Square tryna nail for free but she wanna sell
They was tryna start beef Unknown fed em shellz
No surrender no retreat bitch we gon prevail
And ima keep it real till the muhfuckin end
Forreal Different mom different dad but that's my brother
Had to finesse a couple bands with each other
You gotta watch these niggas hating undercover
I don't condone in the actions of a sucker
Aye Everybody ain't yo brother
No everybody ain't your brotha
You gotta watch em they be hating undercover
I trust my gun noo I will never trust em
Everybody ain't yo brother
No everybody ain't your brotha
You gotta watch em they be hating undercover
I trust my gun noo I will never trust em
My dog turned to a snake now I know magic real
You can't be a man if you don't stand on what you said
You read his paper work you better treat em like he dead
You a target too yo homie got some money on his head
Secret competition mad I'm winning it with ease
But didn't want to hop up In the whip to get no cheese
See through frauds transparent to me
In the streets believe nothin you hear and half of what you see
The evil we don't see we don't hear and we don't speak
Cause I done shitted on every nigga doubted me
I know they about to ask for something so ima let it ring
Ion take these hoes serious I go to jail then she gon leave
Something out of nothing don't know how but made it happen
Ima Gypsy bitch you know it's smac gimme that
I always kept it real how you switch up on Mac
I ah give up everything I own to get my Gypsies back
Aye Everybody ain't yo brother
No everybody ain't your brotha
You gotta watch em they be hating undercover
I trust my gun noo I will never trust em
Everybody ain't yo brother
No everybody ain't your brotha
You gotta watch em they be hating undercover
I trust my gun noo I will never trust em
Aye Everybody ain't yo brother
No everybody ain't your brotha
You gotta watch em they be hating undercover
I trust my gun noo I will never trust em
Everybody ain't yo brother
No everybody ain't your brotha
You gotta watch em they be hating undercover
I trust my gun noo I will never trust em

Written by:
Quinton McClellan

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