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Yeah…
They said “brotherhood” like it’s stitched in a patch,
But I watched the threads pull apart and detach.
Swore on the code, swore on the ride,
Funny how the oath disappears with the tide.
Toastin’ to loyalty, glasses up high,
Same hands clappin’ be the first to deny.
Smiles in your face, knives in your back,
Talkin’ ’bout family while they countin’ your stack.
Said we were solid, said we were steel,
Turns out pressure show you what’s real.
Chrome on the tank, but the heart full of rust,
Every “I got you” turned to dust.
Promises cheap, they sell ’em in bulk,
Wrapped in a logo, stitched on a cloak.
Call it a circle, call it a crew—
Soon as it’s heavy, it’s just you.
Ain’t no brother when the lights go dim,
Ain’t no loyalty sink or swim.
All that talk was a polished lie,
Truth cuts deep when the well runs dry.
You can scream “forever,” swear it’s true—
In the end it’s only you.
Only you.
Heard “ride or die” like a sacred vow,
Funny how they ride when it benefits now.
Shared the miles, shared the scars,
Till ambition split us like crashin’ cars.
Same table, same prayers, same plan,
Soon as it’s risky, ghost like sand.
Echoes of “brother” ring hollow and thin,
Built on ego, pride, and sin.
You learn real quick when the storms roll in,
Who’s built on truth, who’s paper-thin.
They love the glory, hate the grind,
Love your shine, but resent your climb.
Code of honor? Just a brand.
Handshake deals in shifting sand.
When the smoke clears and the truth breaks through—
The mirror’s starin’ back at you.
Ain’t no brother when the lights go dim,
Ain’t no loyalty sink or swim.
All that talk was a polished lie,
Truth cuts deep when the well runs dry.
You can scream “forever,” swear it’s true—
In the end it’s only you.
Only you.
So I tightened my circle till it was none,
Stopped countin’ on many, depend on one.
No more faith in a fabricated throne,
Built my kingdom brick by stone.
If I fall, I fall on my feet,
No borrowed strength, no retreat.
Trust ain’t given ’cause they say it’s true—
It’s earned in blood… and most ain’t you.
No more brothers in borrowed skin,
No more loyalty paper-thin.
No more promises dressed in gold,
Just cold hard truth when the story’s told.
They can chant, salute, pursue—
But when it breaks, it’s only you.
Only you.
Yeah… only you.
