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[Astro : Verse 1]
You got two young black males living in the ghetto
Oneâs a goon, otherâs a cool type of fellow
They call him Melo, cos he play ball
Type small but on any court
He slay all
Get the dough from bets
To keep his momâs respect
Never rude, clever dude that thinks professional
However, his homeboy, known as chrome boy
Keep a tec 9 tucked by his behind
Chrome grew up on his own
His parents were unknown
Rumor has it, his moms was a crack addict
He breaks from the crime in time
He back at it
All black cabin jackinâ is a habit
Quick to let off clips when men trip
The only thing he really value is his friendship
With a nigga named melo
When things get deeper
Both gotta ask am I my brotherâs keeper
[Astro : Hook]
When the situation gets deeper
Am I am I am I my brotherâs keeper
When the enemy tries to greet ya
Am I am I am I my brotherâs keeper
When the streetâs tryna delete ya
Am I am I am I my brotherâs keeper
Or do Iook away when I see ya
[Astro : Verse 2]
Now Melo got a game up in Flatbush
Thatâs where the chips is, he donât wanna miss this
âBout to leave the crib then he get a call
From chrome, sayinâ meet me at my home
Melo said nah G, my games at six
Itâs a quarter to five G
Chrome said âMy G!,â just meet me real quick
We gone make this move
No more than ten minutes we be out there smooth
So he jetted, and he ain't really wanna do it
But this been his homeboy since he was pre schoolinâ
He thinkinâ highly on the highway
Do I wanna miss a game for a robbery?
He turnt around
Thinkinâ Chrome might be mad
But this game, (?) he can kiss my ass
Plus, thatâs my man, iâm sure heâll understand
Got a call hit ignore on the celly in his hand like