Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Bruddas, artist - Lil Durk.
Date of issue: 29.03.2018
Song language: English
My Bruddas |
B-R-U-D-D-A, my brothers |
V-U-L-T-U-R-E-S, my vultures |
You know what I’m talkin' 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 talkin' 'bout robbin' me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah |
If a nigga talkin' 'bout fightin' 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 nothin' |
Gave Ikey a strap 'cause he gutter |
If he was gon' stink me he would’ve |
VVS lookin' like sugar |
Young nigga, same bad bitch |
Flippin' on 'em, baby mama trippin' |
Took the crib and told her she was trippin' |
Hoppin' out a Taurus, nigga drillin' |
We was wild, poppin' penicillin |
Running hoes without no condom |
Mama rushing us to the doctor |
I remember niggas trickin' with Ikey |
Got 'em on the corner then I had shot 'em |
See you got it, watch who you be messin' 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 callin' 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 talkin' 'bout robbin' me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah |
If a nigga talkin' 'bout fightin' 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 |
Varney got shot, now he can’t walk, that shit lame |
I remember Pat crashed the rental |
Von got caught after bender |
Blocks, don’t get caught |
After dark where I’m from |
Fuckin' 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 clutchin' nigga? |
you ain’t on nothin' nigga |
Bitch say I’ma nut to nigga, they ain’t on nothin' nigga |
Like fuck them other niggas, they not fuckin' 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 talkin' 'bout robbin' me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah |
If a nigga talkin' 'bout fightin' me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah |
My brothers |
B-R-U-D-D-A, them my brothers, yeah yeah |