

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Met you on the block, not the family tree Same beat-up shoes, same ripped blue jeans Lunchroom kings, trading half our meals You took the blame first time I tried to steal Split every secret, every stupid dare You threw the first punch when they grabbed my hair Swore on scraped knees, “we don’t run from trouble” Two hearts, one code, same cracked knuckles [Chorus] You my brother from another mother Different last name, still the same color Of blood when we fall, same scars, same struggle If the world swing first, then we swing double You my brother from another mother Ride in the storm, walk through the gutter When I got your back, you don’t need no cover If they come for you, then they get both of us (both of us) [Verse 2] You saw me go dark, pulled me from the edge Sat all night talking on the churchyard steps You said, “breathe, we gon’ make it out” Put the weight on your shoulders while I worked my doubts I held you down when the rent ran out Lied for your job when the past popped out We ain’t picture perfect, we fight, we cuss But it’s “text me safe” when the night gets rough [Chorus] You my brother from another mother Different last name, still the same color Of blood when we fall, same scars, same struggle If the world swing first, then we swing double You my brother from another mother Ride in the storm, walk through the gutter When I got your back, you don’t need no cover If they come for you, then they get both of us (both of us)
Tags
rap, Boom-bap drums with warm sub bass, chopped soul vocal loop, and crunchy vinyl texture. Male vocals, tight pocket flow in verses, stacked gang vocals on the hook. Second verse brings in subtle melodic synth line, last hook adds ad-lib hype and drops out instruments on key phrases for impact.
2:04
No
3/25/2026