D.R.A.M. - Only Brother lyrics

[Intro: D.R.A.M.] You are very special You're special too [Verse 1: 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 pa** 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 [Chorus: 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 [Verse 2: 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" [Chorus: 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 [Verse 3: 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, f** a free show Want a sold out crowd, no weak hoes Bad b**hes 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 cla**, f** 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 sh** 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 sh** a gift, uh