[Verse 1] Mama say “pray,” lawyer say “pay” Fed papers on the table, name spelled both ways Two mugs, same blood, same county on the page Say we built a little empire off a phone and a gauge Project hallway, we was trappin’ after class Split a fifty-fifty, big bro handle cash I was in the Civic, stash spot in the dash Judge see the brotherhood, call it “organized path” They watchin’ every plate, every late-night run We just tryna help the crib, keep the lights on, son Now it’s blue suits, blue lights, boots in the yard Ask who the leader is—man, that question go hard [Chorus] Two brothers in the same case Same last name, same face Tryna beat that R-I-C-O Tell ’em we just came up legal Hands up, but we ain’t break Same block, took the same weight If they take me, they gon’ take bro We together on that ten-to-toe (yeah) [Verse 2] Phone tapped, they repeatin’ every phrase we said Turn a simple little joke to “conspiracy to spread” Photos on the wall, draw lines with a pen Circle every cousin like we all kingpins Public say “gang,” but they never seen the rent due Never seen mama with the late-notice print, blue Never seen pops leave a note on the fridge Say “Be more than me,” then he vanished off the grid Now they point at us like we chose this script Like we ain’t choose work when the checks came ripped I look at my brother in them county-issue chains He nod once, like “We ain’t givin’ up names” (nah) [Chorus] Two brothers in the same case Same last name, same face Tryna beat that R-I-C-O Tell ’em we just came up legal Hands up, but we ain’t break Same block, took the same weight If they take me, they gon’ take bro We together on that ten-to-toe (let’s go) [Bridge] If I fall, he appeal If he fold, I won’t squeal We ain’t built for that We ain’t built for that (uh) Pray the jury feel the truth See the boy inside the goon We just mirrorin’ each other Whole life, two brothers [Chorus] Two brothers in the same case Same last name, same face Tryna beat that R-I-C-O Tell ’em we just came up legal Hands up, but we ain’t break Same block, took the same weight If they take me, they gon’ take bro We together on that ten-to-toe (ten toes)

rap, Gritty Southern trap banger with male vocals; swung hi-hats and heavy 808 slide under eerie bell and organ stabs. Verses stay close and conversational, almost whispered over sparse drums; hook explodes with doubled vocals, chanty ad-libs, and wide stereo effects. Subtle choir pads creep in on the bridge for drama, then pull back to a stripped, chest-thumping outro chorus., hip hop

Brothers In The Same Case