My Brother Styles P

[Intro]
(Answering machine): I'm not the only one living here
Please be considerate and leave a nice message after the tone. One!

(Styles): I just wanted to speak to him.... I got too much words...
I got a lot of words... let's see.. yo, yo

[Verse 1]
Life is a circle of pain
The darkest clouds, end up like the purplest rain
They say patience is a virtue in the game
Fuck it, I guess I died when my brother died
Cause to tell you the truth, I feel like I'm the curse in the game
My vision is blurred, dreams is shattered, my heart is broke
Pain so deep I find it hard to cope
Missin' your smile and missin' your style
I figured I'm the next one dead so we could kick it a while
Cause your name lives on, the sun still shine
Every time your baby mom lift up your child
I guess I gotta switch my angle now
Take a positive look, hit a blunt my little brother's with the angels now
Some of us fall and some of us fly
But at the end of the book baby all of us die
Word, my nigga

[Hook]
There's my brother
I could smile, cause I know he right next to Allah
Right next to the prophets and the soldiers that died
And all the angels in the heaven that be holdin' the sky