"Brazy Krazy" lyrics
Only The Family & Lil Durk Lyrics
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I'm just tryna get along with my niggas, they're finessing and shit
What the fuck these bitches want from a nigga? DMX with this shit (Yeah)
I'ma turn up, I can't wait on 'em
I pop me a Perc' for the layover
Nut on her face, give the bitch a new makeover
I moved to Atlanta, my goal is to take over
How you a gangster but you put the jakes on me?
They say I can't ride with no guns 'til my case over
I'm in Iraq with my dawg like Beethoven
I brought a pound to Summer Jam
Ain't stuntin' no clowns from Instagram
In the school I be down, but the glizzy jammed
No Doe Boy, we in that minivan screaming many man, plug
Blood in my eyes, nigga, I can't see
Neighborhood hero, that's what I'm destined to be
Every killer in the hood turned drug dealer kept investing in me
GDs, BDs, Foes, Lords, plus them Os when they face the east (gang)
These niggas don't slide, tryna get revenge, that shit crazy
They gave bro ten, I seen him cry like that shit brazy
He could've got away but he ain't wash that palm, that shit crazy
Some niggas I love had watched me starve, that shit brazy
That shit crazy, that shit brazy, that shit crazy, that shit brazy
That shit crazy, that shit brazy, that shit crazy, that shit brazy
Niggas ain't leave me with options
Tryna assassinate my character
That's when I catch the nigga, I'ma pop him
Give me my sound back, nigga, I'm papa
Fresh out of jail, I brought shorty a chopper
Don't play with my name, see there be the problem
I done mixed Amiris with the Prada
My daddy ain't raise no ho and you know that
I can tell what type of nigga you is, got a Glock 23 with a ProMag (With your goofy ass)
Shorty gon' kill for the skrilla like Kodak
I'm the first nigga from the block with a Rolex
Why you steady counting my pockets? Your poor ass
Let a nigga take your shit with your ho ass, nigga (Bitch)
These niggas don't slide, tryna get revenge, that shit crazy
They gave bro ten, I seen him cry like that shit brazy
He could've got away but he ain't wash that palm, that shit crazy
Some niggas I love had watched me starve, that shit brazy
That shit crazy, that shit brazy, that shit crazy, that shit brazy
That shit crazy, that shit brazy, that shit crazy, that shit brazy
I'm just tryna get along with my niggas, they're finessing and shit
What the fuck these bitches want from a nigga? DMX with this shit (Yeah)
I'ma turn up, I can't wait on 'em
I pop me a Perc' for the layover
Nut on her face, give the bitch a new makeover
I moved to Atlanta, my goal is to take over
How you a gangster but you put the jakes on me?
They say I can't ride with no guns 'til my case over
I'm in Iraq with my dawg like Beethoven
I brought a pound to Summer Jam
Ain't stuntin' no clowns from Instagram
In the school I be down, but the glizzy jammed
No Doe Boy, we in that minivan screaming many man, plug
Blood in my eyes, nigga, I can't see
Neighborhood hero, that's what I'm destined to be
Every killer in the hood turned drug dealer kept investing in me
GDs, BDs, Foes, Lords, plus them Os when they face the east (gang)
These niggas don't slide, tryna get revenge, that shit crazy
They gave bro ten, I seen him cry like that shit brazy
He could've got away but he ain't wash that palm, that shit crazy
Some niggas I love had watched me starve, that shit brazy
That shit crazy, that shit brazy, that shit crazy, that shit brazy
That shit crazy, that shit brazy, that shit crazy, that shit brazy
Niggas ain't leave me with options
Tryna assassinate my character
That's when I catch the nigga, I'ma pop him
Give me my sound back, nigga, I'm papa
Fresh out of jail, I brought shorty a chopper
Don't play with my name, see there be the problem
I done mixed Amiris with the Prada
My daddy ain't raise no ho and you know that
I can tell what type of nigga you is, got a Glock 23 with a ProMag (With your goofy ass)
Shorty gon' kill for the skrilla like Kodak
I'm the first nigga from the block with a Rolex
Why you steady counting my pockets? Your poor ass
Let a nigga take your shit with your ho ass, nigga (Bitch)
These niggas don't slide, tryna get revenge, that shit crazy
They gave bro ten, I seen him cry like that shit brazy
He could've got away but he ain't wash that palm, that shit crazy
Some niggas I love had watched me starve, that shit brazy
That shit crazy, that shit brazy, that shit crazy, that shit brazy
That shit crazy, that shit brazy, that shit crazy, that shit brazy
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Richard Collins Norris, Norris Labron Buchanan
