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Lil Durk

My Bruddas

 

My Bruddas

(album: Just Cause Y'all Waited - 2018)


B-R-U-D-D-A, my brothers
V-U-L-T-U-R-E-S, my vultures
You know what I'm talking about?

I'm down to ride for my brothers, no
Can't no nigga talk bad about my brothers, no
Can't no nigga send shots at my brothers, no
And I ain't got nobody, yeah I got my brothers, yeah, ayy
Nigga talking 'bout robbing me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah
If a nigga talking 'bout fighting me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah
My brothers
B-R-U-D-D-A, them my brothers, yeah yeah

My brothers, my brothers
Won't trade on them niggas for nothing
Gave Ikey a strap 'cause he gutter
If he was gon' stink me he would've
VVS looking like sugar
Young nigga, same bad bitch
Flipping on 'em, baby mama tripping
Took the crib and told her she was tripping
Hopping out a Taurus, nigga drilling
We was wild, popping penicillin
Run in homes without no condom
Mama rushing us to the doctor
I remember niggas tricking with Ikey
Got 'em on the corner then I had shot 'em
See you got it, watch who you be messing with
See, that's they problem
Mud brothers, different mothers
Not blood brothers but I love 'em
I remember riding with the thumper
It's like one love 'cause they love us
I remember sliding on the lord
Free Big Lord, that's my boy
Before we used to FaceTime the opp
Remember was calling off them joints
Said we gon' kick it, said we gon' catch it
Said we gon' kill you, said we gon' stretch you
I bet you I bet you, you was safe when I met you, huh
I get killed, it's an inside job, huh
You can't get close, only my squad (gang gang)
Rest in peace LA, it's on my arm (yeah)
Before I rapped I was on my own (I was on my own)
Got my first gun on my own (on my own)
Ain't have my first song on my own, it was us

I'm down to ride for my brothers, no
Can't no nigga talk bad about my brothers, no
Can't no nigga send shots at my brothers, no
And I ain't got nobody, yeah I got my brothers, yeah, ayy
Nigga talking 'bout robbing me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah
If a nigga talking 'bout fighting me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah
My brothers
B-R-U-D-D-A, them my brothers, yeah yeah

Twin got shot, got his lick back, same day
Fergie got shot, now he can't walk, that shit lame
I remember Pat crashed the rental
Vaughn got caught after bender
Blocks, don't get caught
After dark where I'm from
Fucking ratchet hoes fun
Remember hot flame across the quarter
Remember hoes go and steal from Nordstrom's, ah-uh
Fuck these niggas, they too clumsy
Fuck these niggas, ain't got no money
Older brother turned me junky
Percocets in my stomach
Ditched school, we thought that shit was cool
Teachers said I'm a fool, now I got a crib with a big pool
Now I got a crib with big guns
Police come at the door, sending shots, hit the floor
Sold coke on Green, two for the five on the green
You won't survive on the streets, you see the monster in me
No new friends I need, roll up the opps, that's weed
Make your bitch drink seed, that's the nut in me
Why you clutching nigga? you ain't on nothing nigga
Bitch say I'ma nut to nigga, they ain't on nothing nigga
Like fuck them other niggas, they not fucking with us
We tuck them cluckers with us, coke and dope official, yeah yeah

I'm down to ride for my brothers, no
Can't no nigga talk bad about my brothers, no
Can't no nigga send shots at my brothers, no
And I ain't got nobody, yeah I got my brothers, yeah, ayy
Nigga talking 'bout robbing me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah
If a nigga talking 'bout fighting me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah
My brothers
B-R-U-D-D-A, them my brothers, yeah yeah

done

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