My Bruddas Keeper Lyrics – Doodie Lo

Read the full My Bruddas Keeper lyrics by Doodie Lo along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Doodie Lo’s music, you can also explore Miss The Guys and Let’s Talk About It, two other songs by Doodie Lo.

[Intro]
This s*it crazy, this s*it crazy, uh-uh
And you know the streets made me (Streets made me)
And they got my dog, this s*it real, for real
I drunk a pint of Lean and I don’t feel it still
Nightmares when I sleep, I wake up with the chills
Mama told me, she always pay for real

[Verse]
Fighting with some demons, I can’t even lie
Woke up, seen the news, I started to cry
Hate living this life, wanna live in the sky

Don’t go off what they say, don’t believe in the lies
Riding with my brother, I’m my brother’s keeper
I don’t sell no drügs, I’m selling some features (Features)
When that money run out, them n!ggas’ll leave us
I ain’t telling you no lies, you better believe it
Riding by myself, sipping out the pint
Rolling up some dope, looking for a light (Looking for a light)
I got all my jewelry on, yeah, I am the light
I can’t trust nobody, I gotta keep a pipe
Hopping off that jet with them racks on me
All this blue cheese, ain’t no rats on me
Feeling like Yo Gotti, I got that sack on me
I wish Von was here right now, he off the flask, homie (Flask, homie)
Love when we was broke, hate when we got rich (Hate when we got rich)
Sleeping on the flo’, we ain’t give a s*it
You know I need my Xan’, you told me, “Stop the Tris” (Stop the Tris)
You know I never stop, you see me sneaking it
On the jet, nodding off, sleeping s*it
Damn, I miss my brothers, hope I’m dreaming s*it
All them nightmares, swear I seen this s*it
And you know you coming home, n!gga, we the s*it
Pouring back-to-back, tell the doc’, I need my Lean cold
Why you asking question? Motherfu*ker, s*it, we don’t know
I just talked to Varney, told me tell you that he love you too
All these n!ggas posting, they don’t even really fu*k wit’ you (Fu*k wit’ you)

[Outro]
Ayy, this s*it so crazy
Like, it’s like the streets over, for real
You know the street s*it crazy, (??)
They don’t wanna see us, like, especially when you money and s*it
My brother keeper
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