brady Lyrics

All of my shooters related

All of my shooters related

He 12, he not gone shoot nobody, he gone pass the glock like Brady

Ain't have to recruit nobody, all of my shooters related

I really had real love for em, I was confused when they hated

Now I keep my heart all to myself, cause I knew you'd misplace it

I'm a hood pharmacist and a therapist

If I disappeared everybody'd be very pissed

And I be going through it and act like I don't care a bit

Then see somebody struggle and tell em let me carry it

Like put it on my shoulders

Make it my own burden

I can't help that I was hurting

Shake the pain like Kyrie Irving

I handle it best with verses

I ain't tryna link for nun

My niggas'll tweak for sum

Opps and cops don't speak to them

Gang i'll go kill-streak for them like (na na na na)

Loyal for life ( na na na nay)

Niggas backstabbed me so much I said fuck it i'll keep the knives

If I told you a secret and you told somebody, you need a life

I know it feel to be mistreated so if it's my treat, then ima treat her right

Don't believe the hype, just don't believe the hype

All that social media got you thinking different, we just need a night

Spin his block after dark with extensions, make him see the light

We was down together they got up and left when they got right

Love, shoulda never loved, shoulda never loved

Trust, shoulda never trust, shoulda never trust

Showing love in the trenches it get treacherous

I guess what i'm tryna say is it ain't best for us

I used to block the whole door, now I let em leave

You give me love I give you love, that's sumn you best believe

I swear if I wouldn't die for you, you wouldn't be next to me

I ain't got it all but I promise you got the rest of me

Bro just caught six felonies, he spiritual he say this hoe had put a spell on me

She seen my jewelry when she walked in, and she fell on knees

She get to sucking like a leech, I got my dawg back like a flea

They tell me Sammy, you the greatest you the goat

I don't let it above my nose, I can't let it get to my head

Job ain't done, the family ain't fed

Said we'd ball together but three my patnas is dead now

So high, gotta stay up, got people that I can't let down

I look in my nephews eyes and see Ik

They the reason why if I go slide i'll never being Ik

He don't play, bust ya til we see no face

Told my bro to be more safe

I ain't ate, I'll give my plate away to make sure family straight

Like (na na na na)

Biggest stepper (na na na nay)

So much drip on me I might just flood the beach

I been locked in with my brothers just like custody

Now that boy in the ER he shouldn't have cussed at me

Hope you doing right by me, I don't wanna lose you to

Stuck in the rain tryna meditate, your pain abuse you too

Knock knock, is you riding or not

We sliding to opp block, if a opp try we pull up and pick him up

Then we head to the chop-shop

Told bro to stop driving the Porsche home, he making the block hot

Nigga tried but i'm still getting higher, yea I call that a blocked shot

My heart damn near froze like I forgot in the fridge

I put on a show when I step, got lil shawty binging