Verse 1
Street nines, remember that Chevy Malibu shine?
On the grind since crip, no lookin' back, just time
From broken glass to stage, the dream ain't overpaid
This whole thing started when we was barely made
Me and Dre, the ones with the crazy rhyme game
Promised each other we'd keep each other sane
Through the darkest days, the hunger inside our frame
A brother's keeper, ain't nothin' else than real
That producer came, a sudden golden gleam
But he only wanted one, left Dre out in the cold
Like we were just some flickering neon spell, a broken shelf
Now the beat is busted, Dre's the only one who had the shelf
On the stage, the silence, the spotlight feelin' hell
The crowd expectin' hits, but I'm standin' on the edge
My whole life felt like a twisted track, head over hell
This is the pressure, the weight on my chest, the story ends
Not with a win, but with a choice, like I'm plottin' the next best bet.
Verse 2
They said, "Why do you walk away? The money's callin' loud"
But loyalty's my anchor, ain't no cap I'm proud
To let this dream compromise what's truly deep inside
This ain't just me, it's Dre, my brother, by my side
The producer's face is a blur, a faded postcard scene
The real enemy is inside this competition
The beat's distorted, the samples gone insane
My trust, like glass, just shattered in my brain
But I see it now, right where it all began
My friend who had the keys, the backstage, the chance, the plan
To play God with our sound, twist the melody
So I pull the trigger, I choose the solo stance
Leave the duo status, walk to the mic, the crowd's roarin'
This ain't a performance, this is payin' the score
For the broken track, for the trust that got misplaced
This is just me now, but it's the realness I embrace.
Chorus
This is for Dre, the one who kept the flame alive
Through every struggle, every heavy ride
A brother's keeper, yeah, that's how the story's rife
When the world forgets, I remember, stayin' on the thrifty side
Of loyalty's scale, yeah, I'm keepin' it real, no disguise
This bond ain't broke, the track might be, but the memory's high
We climbed together, but now it's just me, standin' here so high.
Verse 3
The acapella flows, raw and stripped bare
No beats to follow, just my voice in the air
Every word is a brick, building a tower of trust
A brand new anthem, no need for producer's lust
They see the vulnerability, the artist bared his soul
But this ain't weakness, it's the strongest feeling whole
This is the punchline, the moment they least expect
Me and Dre's song, the one we never broke the pact
To keep it real, keepin' it real.
Punchline (Last 4 Lines)
So I dropped the duo, took the solo stage
Didn't need the fame, needed to keep the faith
The beat was busted, Dre was the scapegoat, fake
But the real MVP was loyalty, and I gave it back.