B.R.U.H. Lyrics

This how we gon' do this one here

Put another beat on

All hail king quikk, nigga

I ain't gotta toast you, but I could get you touched from

Here to Nova Scotia, been peelin' over soldiers

Been revealin' it to doja since day one

Concealin' all my feelings, boy, I told you

Niggas only keep it real, to the end of the dollar

Fake niggas takin' shots that I can't swallow I

Ride with the hollows, no tips in the clips

If it rip, then it hit like chips when it dip

Pray to God on the daily that this music shit pay me

So why would I let a little pussy bitch play me

Deep up in thought, I'm through with the maybes

I'm through gettin' screwed, I got two fuckin' babies

So why keep it real, shit is too fuckin' shady

After my math and you knew fuck it pay me

Ain't no truce, copp, a deuce for the ladies

You a Baton Rouge underground hater

Double XL clip up in the magazine

But no top 12 clip up in the magazine

Ridin' round town, lot of pussies mad at me

But I ain't gotta fuck the give I ran out Saturday

Man, niggas told me let that bitch breathe

But, shit, it's a lot of shit go on that niggas don't know about

That need to get put to the forefront

So, you know, the real could be with the real

And the fake could be with the fake

Situations is sticky, I move about in the mud

But know white collar scholars that move about with the judge

I know nice white scholars that move about with the slugs

And white pipe swallowers movin' out through the pubs

Eighteen years and I land with a nigga

Out of Harlem, kept it realer than my land full of niggas

Got a plan for you niggas, I can handle you niggas

First on my hit list, I'm dismantling niggas

Cannabis by the gram gettin' slammed in the swisher

Till a nigga get they issue just from playing in the situ-

ation, I've been patient, I've been pacing, I've been casing

Now I'm vagrant and I'm flagrantly abrasive when I take it

I'm caked up by the lake and I just flew through College Station

On my way to Dallas, I got my Boo there and she waiting

I'm trying to fight the feeling

Voodoo mixed with Satan, he said his word was bond

Now who the nigga hating

All tabs paid, I don't owe a nigga shit

7-30 blood and sweat ain't gotta throw a nigga shit

I fuck with GBA and Doja

Other niggas bitch making moves independent while you hold a nigga dick

It ain't gotta be this but, it gotta be this cuz

If niggas is playing the game raw , and ain't no rules in the game

You use your muscle and I use my muscle, you know what I'm saying

Because at the end of the day, I gotta win

Put another beat on

I'm affiliated nigga