They Say - Authentic Bros

Let me know what you thinking bro

Out on road they say get more dough

Brothers find them selves running fast from the popo’s

Lost in a fake hope, life of their own

They just seem to throw, no time to grow

Living life with foes, had a dream of their life many years ago

It’s a trick they know make you stay below

Pull the trigger mana really wanna find them self

In cell coz they lost control yes bro them books that you used to throw

Was the key for sure should’ve read them all

Teacher was preaching but felt the flames straight out the road

See the olders know Coz they saw many things way before you was born

Coming into the globe same kid different name bro

Lost pumped up by ego Listen to the new sequel choose your life

Brother learn the code this a life of a kid that used a pen

And his best friends were the textbooks he read

In science and maths all his time was spent

Took time tryna perfect his French accent

Stayed away never stayed never got played had faith

Never ever went astray Looked for a goal so he took an aim

To create an invent things that were great

God sent every clue found in his brain

Mana didn’t really wanna flash a big chain

All he truly wanted was a first class degree

Success in this world was just the key

Brother in the future what do you see?

What do you seek?

Where would you be?

What would you be?

Who would you be?

Out on road they say get more dough (x2)

Out on road with your Keys & Os (x2)

Choose your life brother learn the code (x2)

Real recognise real this is real talk (x2)

Verse 2 (Babak)

Would you control your own life now bro?

Or would you mess it up and lose control?

Out on road with your Keys & Os

Thinking to yourself yeah I’m making it bro

After a while Babylon at your door

5am and the cash gotta go

All the assets on your name get all froze

Brothers make it to the top then all fall

It’s all raw, it’s all war

Stepping on the wrong side criminal law

One side must win there’s no draw

Getting all clawed in the devil’s claw

All hard core, now implore

Straight from the top straight to the floor

Handcuffed up and taken through the door

Your angel whispered but you ignored

Real recognise real this is real talk

Keeping it concise straight to the point

Real Gs don’t front stay d-low

You know they know and we know

Real Gs are quiet and never talk

They talk the talk and they walk the walk

You ought to know that we ought to show

True depiction of life on road

Without glorifying any brag and boast

Grudges on road turn into beef roast

Summers are warm but the world is cold

Stories told and the truth unfolds

Postcodes turn into military posts

Military wars and military ghost

One percent archetype of our world

If you feeling the vibe then reload

Out on road they say get more dough (x2)

Out on road with your Keys & Os (x2)

Choose your life brother learn the code (x2)

Real recognise real this is real talk (x2)