Oh, that′s how long (that's how long), that′s how strong

(That's how strong)

I'll be lovin′ you, baby(T-to all my brothers, it ain′t too late to come together)

(T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to come together)

Yeah, CyHi

This flow deserve a Kevin Liles

The shit can′t help but touch you like a pedophile

My people say I stressed 'em out, so I left the house

Now I′m running the streets with some Detroit players

Running laps around you niggas, I'm on my 7th mile

A special child with some things I need to reconcile

Cydel Young, got my rap name from sellin′ loud

'Cause Cyhi got a ring to it like a wedding vow

I grew up stealin' money out my momma purse

Now I′m buying everything I promised her

She don′t want nothing else on this Earth but see her son in church

But just the night before, we was robbin' and runnin′ work

Bought a onion first, sold nothing more than a hundred worth

But wear the under, the undershirt if you wanna' lurk

Had money on my head

Some niggas wanna′ murk

I used to rub my tummy like my stomach hurt

'Cause I hate the place I′m in, I don't even feel safe with friends

My life is too stressful to bring a baby in

If you not 'bout the mission, can′t be my lady then

Relationships can get kinda Rocky, my Adrian

Especially when it′s your night at the Apollo

Huh, I might Basquiat the Picasso

Talkin' to Pablo, face-timing from Croatia

He said, CyHi be patient, you know your time is getting

Closer, well, well

(T-to all my brothers, it ain′t too late to come together)

Cyhi, huh

My partner robber Peter 'cause he owe Paul

.38 snub, the revolver got a nose job

I used to talk to the plug long distance

Heard echoes ′cause they was listening, damn, that was a close call

Can't doze off, the cousin of sleep is sure to get you

Bemoan a pistol

When I draw you know it′s stipple

Niggas switch sides, your partner's above the rim

You ever been in the middle of preying on some niggas hoping the Lord forgive you

If I don't go ten times platinum

I′m the closest thing to diamond with rhyming Swarovski crystals

I′m not here for the shits and giggles,

Tell my sisters that I'm almost home

I hit a triple, got caught for travelin′ 'cause I was tryin′ make it double

Stayed at the brickhouse, but what's funny the shit was stucco

Hurt to see my class walk, and I ain′t get to graduate

My parents washed their hands with me, like before you grab a plate

I was on punishment, still coming in after eight

The belt don't hurt no more, she can tell when she look at my face

I was a castaway, had to learn how to navigate through the alleyways, then pull up on you the Cali' way

I did some shit I can′t elaborate

Tried to serve some niggas I ain′t know, that was my last mistake

Satan, I know I'm one of your favorite soldiers

But I can′t help you no more,

'Cause me and Christ is getting

Closer, well, well

T-to all my brothers, it ain′t too late to come together

Closer than close

T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late...