Blackwill got love for the brother of the street struggle. Together, we can loose, Brothers to the end....blackwill
[Intro]
Brothers to the end, we are more than friends,
Your enemies are mine, your pain we blend.
F to the C to the G ain't some soft token,
It’s the creed we bleed, forever, my bro
It's blackwill, you going to feel this one
[Verse1]
Chrome hearts strung tight, game on lock,
Skyline shadows, watch the tick on the clock.
Spit sharper slicin through, no remorse,
Urban courses, vibes steady stayin' on force
Right hook metaphors, match struck, ignite,
Battle tested through the alleys at night.
No place timid, storm-chasing the lane,
From the F to the c to the G, until we die
[Bridge]
6 deuce steps, back to where the roots dwell,
Echoes in the block’s breeze, tales that we tell.
Identity laced firm, move sharp as a sword,
F to C to G claimin’ the accord.
Chorus]
Keep it G.A.N.G.S.T.A, come to my city, and learn that we don’t play.
All day hustlin’, moonlight through the gray,
From the curb to the cash, it’s the only way.
Keep it G.A.N.G.S.T.A, yeah, that’s the way
[Verse 2]
Street codes whispered like secrets in alleys,
We stack paper high, marching valleys and rallies.
Cross one of us, you cross the whole clique,
Shadows cast long, moves calculated and slick.
[Bridge]
From concrete jungles to cell-block halls,
Through silent nights and them late-night calls.
We rise like smoke where the torches burn,
Lesson learned, respect’s a crown you earn.
[Chorus]
Keep it G.A.N.G.S.T.A, come to my city, and learn that we don’t play.
All day hustlin’, moonlight through the gray,
From the curb to the cash, it’s the only way.
Keep it G.A.N.G.S.T.A, yeah, that’s the way
[Verse 3]
Hustle beats foreign tongues, same anthem roared,
Heartbeat kicks heavy, resounding aboard.
Jet-lag visions, but we speak the same slang,
Who you with? Echo pride where the black flags hang.
[Bridge]
Chalk lines trace memories left on the pavement,
Game rules written in scars, who’s gonna save it?
Don’t fold under pressure, ain’t no room for quitters,
Keep your spirit strapped tight. It’s a city of hitters.
[Outro]
Keep it G.A.N.G.S.T.A, come to my city, and learn that we don’t play.
All day hustlin’, moonlight through the gray,
From the curb to the cash, it’s the only way.
Keep it G.A.N.G.S.T.A, yeah, that’s the way
We done it again, Blackwill
Brothers to the end, we are more than friends,
Your enemies are mine, your pain we blend.
F to the C to the G ain't some soft token,
It’s the creed we bleed, forever, my bro
[Bridge]
Battle tested through the alleys at night.
No place timid, storm-chasing the lane,
From the F to c to the G, until we die
blackwill
