Mud Brother

(альбом: Long Story Short - 2020)

(Iceberg want a bag)

I just told bro put your head in, we gotta go all the way
And if you need me for a thing, know I'm a call away
I woke up moody, asked my shooter, "Who gon' fall today?"
I put a bag on top of your head and make him fall away
'Cause that's my motherfucking mud brother, my blood brother
And they ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us

No, we ain't never had a thing
That hustle all I know, that's why I lock in when I sing
Money all over my phone, I'm still gon' lock in with them fiends
One wrong turn until that day they might get blocked in with them beams
Ain't no safety on that 40, so I'm glocked in with my team
Some of my niggas got a job and some of my niggas hustle still
Momma worked three 9 to 5s, that's how you know that struggle real
Bust her ass, she shedding tears, I don't see how we struggle still
I can't do nothing but pay you back and I ain't talking bills
Know you hate the drugs, so I feel guilty when I pop the seal
Don't wanna lose me, so I'll second guess before I pop this pill
My bitch label me an addict 'cause a nigga popping still
Don't wanna listen to your problems, baby, I ain't Dr. Phil

I just told bro put your head in, we gotta go all the way
And if you need me for a thing, know I'm a call away
I woke up moody, asked my shooter, "Who gon' fall today?"
I put a bag on top of your head and make him fall away
'Cause that's my motherfucking mud brother, my blood brother
And they ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us

I hit decline, these niggas call too much
Know I'm the star, this shit on me, can't pass the ball too much
Cut off my bitch 'cause she obsess over my flaws too much
Next night I'm in another female, I got broads to fuck
If she got friends and I got friends, ain't shit to call 'em up
So much money I could maker her fuck around a fuck around
I don't got no heart, I told the bitch don't bring the love around
Too much money, she just want to fuck me 'cause the dubs around
Only gave her one night she tryna' fuck around and love me now
Late night on feet running from police in dirty Nike shoes
Make friends with the plug then go and rob him, I don't like the dude
See a nigga flex and we gon' swipe him like a swiper do
Pay for that in trap money but my niggas can swipe it too

I just told bro put your head in, we gotta go all the way
And if you need me for a thing, know I'm a call away
I woke up moody, asked my shooter, "Who gon' fall today?"
I put a bag on top of your head and make him fall away
'Cause that's my motherfucking mud brother, my blood brother
And they ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us

'Cause that's my motherfucking mud brother, my blood brother
And they ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us