Bruddanem

[Intro: JID]

Mm, mm

Mm, mm, mm, mm

[Verse 1: JID]

If you my nigga, you my nigga then

Twin, thick or thin

I was a kid when my brother went in

Now he lil' brother, the man

Kinda like Pac in Above the Rim

Couple M's, cut a check, cut the film

[Chorus: JID]

I got the Glock for my bruddanem

I spin the block for my bruddanem

I did a lot for my bruddanem

You better watch for my bruddanem

You gotta watch my bros

I'm finna cop for my bruddanem

You call the cops on my bruddanem

You don't know, partner, them strugglin'

That shit ain't nothin' 'bout nothin'

[Post-Chorus: JID]

And if my brother say, "Let's slide," well then, my sister slidin' too

It ain't no slippin' on this side, I got my grip and found my groove

And if they blitzin' on the squad, I swear to God it's bad for you

When there's nothin' else they thought I would do

My brothers ride through

My brothers ride through (Yeah, uh)

My brothers ride through

[Verse 2: JID]

Uh, look, uh (Shit)

This for my brother, my hitter, my slugger

My nigga, my jigga, my killer, my dog

Here for the women, the women my niggas

Most of them really be realer than y'all

When I was little, remember we literally can't forget all the shit that we saw

JaJa hit a nigga right in the jaw

We ain't jumpin', we just lettin' 'em brawl

Every summer it was somebody dead and somebody scared, so nobody saw

Buddy in jail and somebody called

Collectin' the bail is somebody boss

Laid off, hm, stay in the bed

Hell nah, what the fuck you done did?

All that stressin' takin' care of the kids

(Give us somethin' that can take off the edge)

From the minute I got in trouble

Got a whippin' for nothin', that's somethin' my brother did

I never snitch, I never done no sucker shit

'Cause he'll hush for me if it was him

He'll bust for me if it was him

So you know it's all toes ten

When it come to my bruddanem

I'll whirlwind, spin your block again

[Chorus: JID]

(I got the Glock for my bruddanem)

I spin the block for my bruddanem

I did a lot for my bruddanem

You better watch for my bruddanem

You gotta watch my bros

I'm finna cop for my bruddanem

You call the cops on my bruddanem

You don't know, partner, them strugglin'

That shit ain't nothin' 'bout nothin'

[Post-Chorus: JID]

And if my brother say, "Let's slide," well then, my sister slidin' too

It ain't no slippin' on this side, I got my grip and found my groove

And if they blitzin' on the squad, I swear to God it's bad for you

When there's nothin' else they thought I would do

My brothers ride–

[Verse 3: Lil Durk]

Ten millimeter, it's different, my brother had gave me one of his switches

My uncle be bitchin', they told me he snitchin', so when I grew up, I was blessed in my distance (Oh, oh)

We slept by the window, bein' hungry a issue

Power knocked out, slept close to a window

My brother, my brother, sayin', "Mama, this real"

What I be sayin', this shit is official

I get rich, you get rich, I got rich, you rich now

Fucked the opps up so bad, they tryna establish a sit-down

But he can't sit, brrah, buddy got hit, brraow

Trench baby, street nigga, real niggas, real killers, gravediggers

Gang, gang, foenem block, all that shit really gang members

Fake Percs, he don't got no more

He said they feel like real painkillers

My brother a shooter, my brother a killer

Fuck politics, I'm with the same niggas

My brother gon' slide, but two of my brothers had died

They was my main niggas, oh, oh

[Outro: Mustafa the Poet]

These niggas, street niggas, type to never leave niggas

Roll somethin', hold somethin', anything to disappear, nigga

Neck-deep in this water, neck glistenin' to be seen, nigga

I see you, I love you, do you feel it? We're still here, nigga

God gave us a war

And this sword can't be near niggas

You reach for it, you reach for him

You reach for these dreams, nigga

Two wraps on this durag

Two straps when we're out for dinner

Take care of your skin, take care of your liver

I won't let them in, I won't let you wither

I won't let you