"Both My Bruddas" lyrics
Someday (Dillon), someday
Someday, I (You son of a bitch), I wanna wear a starry crown
Huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh, nothin' hurts anymore
Long live Ced and Fetty, I don't even took percs anymore
When they found my brother body, me and Ripoff hit the floor
Lil' bro died runnin' chores, we told him, "Stop hittin' cars"
Say his best friend robbed him, used to call 'em both my brother
This shit been tricky way before the money got to cuddy
The way she left me bleedin', used to wish I'd die before my mama
Huh, huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh
We throw L's and drop K's, piss on graves, keep the morgue busy
Everything come back around, why I don't never question Lord's business
I been tryna get back close with Christ, lately I been slippin'
Huh, can't go back, but I feel free 'cause I ain't got twenty more
They throw rocks all out they hand, I pull my chest out with my sword
You can't judge me, I done talked to God, he told me I was wrong (Huh, huh, yeah)
Yeah, huh, in here with so many bodies, you would think the gang whores
Say he gang, I don't know what he claim, think he bang four
Fifty for the chain, Johnny Dang bling, no flaw
Smoke on gang, they gon' find his brain hangin' on the floor
Ain't been the same, you don't feel my pain, why he tryna talk?
.45 hit his muppy, they done wired up his jaw
I'll give up all this money for the ride with my dogs
Huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh, nothin' hurts anymore
Long live Ced and Fetty, I don't even took percs anymore
When they found my brother body, me and Ripoff hit the floor
Lil' bro died runnin' chores, we told him, "Stop hittin' cars"
Say his best friend robbed him, used to call 'em both my brother
This shit been tricky way before the money got to cuddy
The way she left me bleedin', used to wish I'd die before my mama
Someday, I (You son of a bitch), I wanna wear a starry crown
Huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh, nothin' hurts anymore
Long live Ced and Fetty, I don't even took percs anymore
When they found my brother body, me and Ripoff hit the floor
Lil' bro died runnin' chores, we told him, "Stop hittin' cars"
Say his best friend robbed him, used to call 'em both my brother
This shit been tricky way before the money got to cuddy
The way she left me bleedin', used to wish I'd die before my mama
Huh, huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh
We throw L's and drop K's, piss on graves, keep the morgue busy
Everything come back around, why I don't never question Lord's business
I been tryna get back close with Christ, lately I been slippin'
Huh, can't go back, but I feel free 'cause I ain't got twenty more
They throw rocks all out they hand, I pull my chest out with my sword
You can't judge me, I done talked to God, he told me I was wrong (Huh, huh, yeah)
Yeah, huh, in here with so many bodies, you would think the gang whores
Say he gang, I don't know what he claim, think he bang four
Fifty for the chain, Johnny Dang bling, no flaw
Smoke on gang, they gon' find his brain hangin' on the floor
Ain't been the same, you don't feel my pain, why he tryna talk?
.45 hit his muppy, they done wired up his jaw
I'll give up all this money for the ride with my dogs
Huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh, nothin' hurts anymore
Long live Ced and Fetty, I don't even took percs anymore
When they found my brother body, me and Ripoff hit the floor
Lil' bro died runnin' chores, we told him, "Stop hittin' cars"
Say his best friend robbed him, used to call 'em both my brother
This shit been tricky way before the money got to cuddy
The way she left me bleedin', used to wish I'd die before my mama
