Bramma Birds Of A Feather
Birds of a feather fly together, forever
But for me never, not my philosophy
True story!
Fool me life my put it upon the f..cking line feel ya
Friends to the end just make my cote the line to ya
Anything you ask mi, mi would a find to ya
When the feds run in yah who go do the time feel ya
Two general I so the two we are roll
Not couldn't make we take adjust to how we roll
Hurt me to my heart and it hurt me to my soul
When I'll see you this me tell you
You smile, bom bom when you see me
