Only Brother Lyrics - Taylor Bennett

[D.R.A.M.:] 

You are very special 

You're special too 

[Taylor Bennett:] 

Black boys south side of the map 

Nappy headed, sharing rooms in the back 

Back then when Michael still wasn't black 

But we loved him anyway 'cause Hammer was wack 

In Gary, Indiana ain't far from the manor 

One use baking soda, other Arm & Hammer 

Both had broken doors, both had broken families 

I look at Michael and look at Chano 

No samples, examples of all of that 

Kirk Franklin, Gucci, and all the trap 

When Barney and white tees were starter packs 

Big bro would still moonwalk in all of that 

Not looking for fame or an autograph 

Or a co-sign or record deal, baller pass 

And you could put that through the polygraph 

Chains, rings, bling, never meant a thing to the king 

Now how crazy is that? 

Young bro, he can rap too, he can trap too, I was flippin' a pack 

Till Chano told me you can do this and rap 

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[D.R.A.M. & Elle Varner:] 

You are very special 

You're special too 

Everyone is special 

This I know is true 

When I look at you 

[Taylor Bennett:] 

Daddy got a job at the White House 

He still in the hood with the pipes out 

Chano didn't get home till it's light out 

Probably on an ave with the bikes out 

I'm runnin' through this paper like whiteout 

Tryna count it up fore' it's lights out 

Tryna get the Nikes 'fore it's nice out 

Tryna get the peli with the white feel 

Used to make bands off of night shows 

Way before bands and Tonight Shows 

We was on cameras and iPhones 

How could we rival? We Cain and Abel, the Bible 

You cannot take away vital, this is survival 

I'm from south side of Chicago 

We call our brothers our fathers 

My homies hustlers and robbers 

Most of 'em booked or got shot up 

Growin' up they had it hardest 

And I was trippin', Chano got me back into the vision 

Told me, "Listen, you gon' have to make decisions 

Everyone you make is gon' make a difference 

What's your vision? How you livin' when you fifty? 

Six feet under or sixty up like Diddy? 

Biggest in the world or biggest in the city? 

You can be the boss if you makin' commission 

And runnin' my business like a politician 

And still keep it real if there's no pot to piss in 

And love what you do, if you don't, you'll regret it 

And never give up if you want to go get it" 

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[D.R.A.M. & Elle Varner:] 

You are very special 

You're special too 

Everyone is special 

This I know is true 

When I look at you 

[Taylor Bennett:] 

Chano got a tour with Gambino 

I'm still in the hood, King Gyros 

Hangin' with the G's like D Rose 

Look at life like an ant through a peephole 

Tryna make it big, fuck a free show 

Want a sold out crowd, no weak hoes 

Bad bitches on my dino 

That's the life back then, we didn't even know 

From the low, to the dro, to the c-notes 

To worship Porsches and casinos 

To dreamin' in class, fuck a diploma 

I was sellin' out shows in my teen moments 

Look, I been staking out for days 

I think Chano Moses with the waves 

I think that Yeezus might've rose again 

I can hear Victor howlin' in the wind 

Is it too late to do it all again when your repetition is reputation's best friend? 

I get motivated off of revenge 

And I'm the youngest, Michael Jackson my kin 

Writing like it was a message to give 

And walking like it was a legend to live 

And never takin' seconds, record after record, I'ma wreck one after this, uh 

Ice, ice on the wrist, uh 

I was working, sold a chip, uh 

Should have worked the nine to six, uh 

But this music shit a gift, uh 

Ice, ice on the wrist, uh 

I was working, sold a chip, uh 

Should have worked the nine to six, uh 

But this music shit a gift, uh