Prolifik..
Comin from da ghetto,ya became my nigka
Strollin da block together,Till da streetz lites flicka
Crews throwin shotz at each other,But we stay true
We might have different mothaz and thats coo
Cuz yous my nigka,Although our famz aint related none
If one day ya get heated,Im always there to father ya son
If you bust Then ya know I bust,I live on ya trust
Playin big brotha,Triving for a easier way for da both of us
Seems like yesterday when we was talkin bout cars N ice
Stop rollin dice,Just ta make sure i was dead before ya life
Livin as a gangsta now,But da after life livin as a legend
Always fam,Even if i went under and yous gone to heaven
Me and You,Bro and Bro,Im witcha from da get-go
Buying ya whatcha need,Anytime ya flowin low on dough
You one of da few,I would jump in front of shotz for your cover
Cuz you was dere for me from day 1,cuz we Like Brothaz

Parallel..
We’ve known each other for almost more then 8 Years
Lots of people Misjudged us and even there own Peers
Feels like people our controlling us with Magical Gears
No matter how we try to tell them no, We shed Tears
The ways people spread words about us, we stay Clean
Lots of problems & tragic events we’re close like a Team
The fake facts of people trying to put words Together
I tried looking away, running from it, nothing got Better
Now were Teenagers and life’s gotten so much Brighter
Cant you see how it revolves around as I light the Lighter
Parents asking us if were goin to high school Prepared
The battles were in, no one knew who was better Fared
The intelligence was cause were Westside Represents
Lots against one another, nah we showed our Presidents
If you took the time to Ponder, its like were on a Mission
Just to much Confusion and less more of reality’s Decision
Lil’ man take the Ignition, drive away & never show Frailer
Take time show people how you will have never Failed Her..