BROTHERS - DZH

I ride, I die, I fight for the crew

I’m high on flights, I’m tight with my dudes

I fly sky high, new heights with each other

Take pride in my brothers, we on

So many days that I think about

Where would I be if I hadn’t met the team down south?

If I stayed up top, would we still throw discs?

All the videos I see say «Yes»

And I miss that, but I like the chit-chat here

Got a room full of bros and they all say «Cheers»

When I drop these songs, and they dropping they own now

We got an annual spring time show now

I thank God for the detour

I thank God for the words that I slipped onto Detour

I thank God for the days with the flock

But I now thank God for the gang near the Rock

And it’s all the same team, like Swoope

Like Cinema, Savage is the homie

We’d be nothing if I didn’t come down to the big TX

Wouldn’t have any of my D-Town friends

Wouldn’t be anywhere near the tip of the iceberg

Nice words couldn’t do it justice, man, I might swerve

Back on the interstate just to take a trip to my inner state

I miss y’all, that’s a little late

And I know if we tried, we could take on the world

But first we gotta focus on just finding a girl

I’m just glad we call from all over the world

All over the states, know the goons in each borough

I ride, I die, I fight for the crew

I’m high on flights, I’m tight with my dudes

I fly sky high, new heights with each other

Take pride in my brothers, we on

And I know that we far away

But we gotta make it all the way

And when I’m on tour, know I’m stopping

And I’m picking y’all up, better hop in

Thought about making this another «Woodlane»

But I did that, and it’s good, man

I don’t want to be dwelling upon the past

It was good while it lasted, but it’s just drastically different now

And we all know that

We’ll never go back to «Tunnel Vision» with Kodak

We’ll never go back to burger nuggets on stoves, man

Look at what I’m doing

I can’t help but keep on trying to get the old back

New me, new crew

Knew we couldn’t do the long term well

It’s just not what we’re used to

Used to the face-to-face, not place-to-place

But place-to-place, I always long for the face-to-face

And that’s proof you my bros, and that’s a fact

I’m grateful for the minutes in the days that we laughed

Looking forward to the saving of dates and new pads

Having drinks as we sit on someone’s porch

And we laugh again, take jabs again

Tell the kids to quiet down, man

You talking to your rapper friend

Play an old playlist, say «these were the greatest»

Lift the shirt when the track from Cascada hits

And I know if we tried, we could take on the world

But first we gotta focus on just finding a girl

I’m just glad we call from all over the world

All over the states, know the goons in each borough

I ride, I die, I fight for the crew

I’m high on flights, I’m tight with my dudes

I fly sky high, new heights with each other

Take pride in my brothers, we on

And I know that we far away

But we gotta make it all the way

And when I’m on tour, know I’m stopping

And I’m picking y’all up, better hop in

I ride, I die, I fight for the crew

I’m high on flights, I’m tight with my dudes

I fly sky high, new heights with each other

Take pride in my brothers, we on