[Intro ] For my boys — J-Gone, Nick, Zack, Kevin (RIP) [Verse 1] Kindergarten crowns, chalk lines to curb rhymes, Skinned knees, traded crayons for late-night crime times. Backpack straps, mixtape maps, cassettes and corner stops, We learned to spit truth over static, heartbeats and rooftop drops. Porchlight promises, stoop spills, laughter after fights, Zack swung wild, then cracked a grin beneath the sodium lights. He bit my face that night — laugh, scar, story I still trace, Bruises faded, jokes remained, we taped the memory in place. J-Gone pushed shadows, Nick cracked wise to break the tense, We were kings of small kingdoms, broke the rules but kept the sense. [Pre-Chorus ] Half the crew scattered, half the invites slid to spam, But the rhythm pulls me backward like a tape on a one-man band. I fold apologies into my pocket, press them to my chest, Music is the stitch that keeps the ragged seams from unrest. [Chorus ] Brotherhood nights — scars, stars, we ride (we ride!) J-Gone, Nick, Zack, Kev — forever on my side (we ride!) Brotherhood nights — scars, stars, we ride (we ride!) Say the names, feel the flame — we ride, we ride. [Verse 2] Dash light, gum stuck to beats, Zack hummed hooks like a hymn, We passed mics like flashlights, alley echoes, rims on rims. Nick told jokes, spit smoke, made the quiet feel less cold, J-Gone kept the guard up, but he’d fold for stories told. Kevin left a lighter in my dash — one click, steady glow, His voicemail laughs on loop — “You good?” — I replay it slow. Fast lanes, backyard brawls, fist prints on summer jeans, We carved our names in benches, traded secrets like contraband dreams. Phones went dead, seasons changed, I learned pride’s cost in cents, So I dial up ghosts, fold my hands, make amends for what I spent. [Pre-Chorus — Variation] I ain’t spotless — I’m a patchwork of apologies and tries, But when the bass hits low, I hear those midnight lullabies. The streetlight hum becomes a hymn, the city keeps our time, And in the echo of the chorus I still hear them in the rhyme. [Chorus ] Brotherhood nights — scars, stars, we ride (we ride!) J-Gone, Nick, Zack, Kev — forever on my side (we ride!) Brotherhood nights — scars, stars, we ride (we ride!) Say the names, feel the flame — we ride, we ride. [Bridge ] Sober mornings tally dues; apologies in jars, I write one line, press send — lighter click, Kev’s last bar. One breath, one vow: I’ll show up, fold the past into a verse, Hold the mic like a map — find the friends I almost watched disperse. [Final Chorus ] Brotherhood nights — scars, stars, we ride (call: we ride!) J-Gone, Nick, Zack, Kev — forever on my side (reply: we ride!) Brotherhood nights — scars, stars, we ride (call: we ride!) Say the names, feel the flame — we ride, we ride. [Outro — Chant] J-Gone! Nick! Zack! Kevin — RIP! (we ride!) J-Gone! Nick! Zack! Kevin — forever in my mic! (we ride!) Mend the bridges, light the lighters, fold the nights into light, Brotherhood nights — scars, stars,—