Correction Lyrics Brown Boi 2 by Joey Vantes

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I don't come in back with the fed
That's the last thing that I said
You leave my message unread, like I was dead, oh
Identify me a lair, put me to rest, no
Brought Momma through all the dirt and the mountains of stress
That you would lay off, took what was left
Built-up the house and the value went up and our equity blessed bro
You out here talkin' I'm bout to deliver a Ted
Now you be hittin' my line whether I know you makin' it all came to pass like I said
You smokin' lead bro
This ain't no bitterness, this is an example for kids, put Jesus first I go work with intelligence told me the Father go takin' a rest, so special
I'm burnin' up all of they hands, bro, man mo'
Still independent and I'm puttin' on for the West Coast, let's go, uh yeah
Revvin' it up and I won't slow down
Lord, He been talkin' 'bout all of that stuff but look at the brown boy now

'Cause I'm just a vessel
If you don't rock, my brother can play with the metal
My foot on they neck like the pedal
I'm still independent this levels
I'm running from all of my demons, I need you to see me come back successful
My brother need me to get chedda'
My momma need me to get chedda'
Reach the 380, the Devil
Put a dot on his face and a freckle
I set in the picture to show you I got it together, yessir
God said this is His life and I couldn't even wrestle
Told Him I'm with it, I put down my pen instead picked up a pencil
Lookin' back I don't regret it, I do this for kids, bro
Strugglin' through all they potential, strugglin' with they mental
And still when I pull up in Benz tho
Show 'em better than pretend to
Run it up, run it again
Break in the bank, I might need me a milli' until it lead to several
Handing out gems if you listen through the instrumental
It's more to time than embezzle
Don't play outside, be careful
A rebel to me is just different

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