You Kissed My Brother

Verse

I caught receipts like comets, burned up in my palm, ayy

You smiled like you sainted, but you played me like a psalm, ayy

Talked about loyalty, then you ghosted every call, uh-huh

Three faces in the mirror, but you blamed it on the wall, skrrt

Narc talk, you narrate every scene to make me small

Hypocrite with a halo, flexin' virtue then you fall

Told me I was crazy, made me doubt the truth I saw (yeah)

You rearranged the facts, rewrite the script, sloppy law (uh)

Stayed up at night replayin' lips, how you switch the plot

Found your lipstick on another, that was cheap, that was hot

But the worst sting was the secret in the backyard shot (ha)

You kissed my brother—man, that's a headline in my bloodshot, ayy

You sold our story for a moment, bargain-bin affection

Signed a quitclaim on our love without no comprehension

You played Judas in Prada, acting like a confession

But real ones see the pattern, so I'm lettin' go the tension

Chorus

You kissed my brother, you kissed my brother, you kissed my brother, you kissed my brother (yeah)

You broke the mirror, broke the promise, broke the cover, broke the cover (uh-huh)

You lied like you owned me, gaslit me under cover, under cover (ayy)

You kissed my brother, you kissed my brother, you kissed my brother, you kissed my brother (skrrt)

Verse

I been countin' all the red flags like they bills unpaid, ayy

You got a PhD in excuses, summa cum laude shade, ayy

Every love note turned to receipts, every vow to grenade

You detonated quiet nights for a cameo parade (boom)

Gaslight glow, you manufacture storms, I watched you trade

My patience for your ego, your conscience on layaway (nah)

You preach forgiveness while you practice fevered play

Claim you changed overnight, but the pattern never strays

You call it destiny, but it's just you hittin' replay

Of the same cheap script—“I didn't mean it”—same cliché

My brother swore he didn't know, but lips don't lie in day

And whispers turn to witness when the truth don't go away (no lie)

I'm done cataloguing the ways you bastardize goodbye

You a headline, I'm the sequel, I rise, you pacify

I learned to dress my pain in armor, sharpened my reply

You gave me closure with a punchline—watch me multiply (yuh)

Verse

Now I'm trimming out the weeds, planting lines for better soil

You thought you'd keep me tangled, watch me harvest, watch me toil

Narcissist parade, crown crooked, paper-thin royal

Hypocrite in Sunday best, but every Sunday's loyal-to-yourself denial

I spit sermons to my shadow, baptized in midnight oil

No more calls from a distant ghost or lovers who embroil

My brother and your sins—they taught me how to coil

Protect my peace, invest in truth, stop chasin' your recoil

You used to text me poetry, now it's indictments on my phone

You worshipped mirrors more than vows, idol built of bone

You loved the sound of “me” and “mine” like gospel on a thron