[Verse 1: Maino]
All my n*ggas eat bread
Couple n*ggas in the feds
Little homie got shot so many damn times
That he still gotta bullet in his head
Gotta n*gga that just came home
Went to jail before cell phones
My n*gga wasn’t right or wrong
That wasn’t love to the homies that’s gone
Yup, love my n*ggas
To the motherf*cking head my n*ggas
Started from the bottom win win
Had sh*t sold now it’s real chips my n*ggas
Little n*gga with heart like a big mac
Dope boy rock rollies like wrist bands
n*ggas said he’d take his own life
He had killas and a wife I’mma save it for the next man
Got friends that trick too much
Dumb n*gga don’t think too much
Middle finger in the air like he don’t even care
This n*gga don’t give two f*cks
Most of my n*ggas pack hammers
But all of my n*ggas bananas
Get the boys mad they turn green like a banner
My friend bought a Benz off dope money
Played strip like hoe money
Brown paper bag like coke money
Way back when we ain’t have no money
Some of my n*ggas is Cs
Some of my n*ggas is Bs
But you can bet all of your money
That every last one of my n*ggas is Gs
[Hook]
I love my n*ggas, I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas, I love my n*ggas
To the end we trust my n*ggas
Some of them killas some of them dealers
Some of them straight my n*ggas
Some of them rich, some of them poor
But all of them still my n*ggas
[Verse 2]
I love my n*ggas
Remember when we ain’t have sh*t
Growing up in the projects
Sleeping on a dirty mattress
We all living with our mother
Young n*ggas ain’t got our father
f*ck basketball, we gotta sell drugs
If we wanna make it out the gutter
Went from 10 grams to a whole brick
Young n*gga she was on the homes di*k
n*ggas mad we getting money now no sh*t
n*ggas coming through shooting at us oh sh*t
One of us gets shot shoot him right back
Kill a n*gga for my n*gga it's like that
Every n*gga round me feel like that
Can’t fight for a n*gga that don’t fight back
(No pus*ys over here)
TTG we trained to go
Shot a n*gga from a block away
I got lucky I swear I wasn’t aiming yo
(I ain’t got no aim yo)
I shot him cause he shot my n*gga
In lobby I’m like man he tryna 2pac my n*gga
(Remember porn studios)
It’s bang bang when we see the enemy
All my n*ggas drink Hennessy
Most my n*ggas in the penitentiary
Free my n*ggas in the penitentiary
(Free Debo Brown)
All my n*ggas got felonies
I love my n*gga to the death for me
[Hook]
I love my n*ggas, I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas, I love my n*ggas
To the end we trust my n*ggas
Some of them killas some of them dealers
Some of them straight my n*ggas
Some of them rich, some of them poor
But all of them still my n*ggas
[Verse 3]
I love my n*ggas
Twenty one gun up twenty for the sun up
I hug my n*gga, hand in I’m watching your gut case you run up
To show when I’m ready the 40 is on me, this f*cker is heavy
You walking up on me, I’m holding it steady
Put one in your belly then jump in the Chevy
f*ck can you tell me? some of them cool and some of them deadly
Some of them shoot and some will get feddy
Some of them Boosie some of them Webby
n*gga they whiling, always on point never cracking a smile
Some of the rejoice they got crack in the valley
Went from a coy to the stacks to the pounds
n*gga I’m now, get my weight up
Got a move a hoe but I don’t break up
My n*gga bag the weed and roll the shake up
My n*gga full champion team I take a paycut
Plenty snakes in grass let them rake up
Man I love my n*ggas
Cause when they get ill and shake
They still be like f*ck y’all n*ggas
[Hook]
I love my n*ggas, I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas, I love my n*ggas
To the end we trust my n*ggas
Some of them killas some of them dealers
Some of them straight my n*ggas
Some of them rich, some of them poor
But all of them still my n*ggas