Bredrins Songtext
von Zdot

Yeah, yeah

You ain′t gotta be scared
You ain't gotta move weird
Act a whole gang′s neck
Take a guess who's near
Man are fish in a pond
I'm a polar bear
I got grime in my heart
And I hold it there
So I′m used to the fight
I lurk in the night
I′m dressed in white
Cocaine on legs
In the booth going H.A.M
I'm close to the edge
In the trap all night
Hold scales and I pledge


I make P for my family
Murk the game for my bredrins
Still ride out for my people
Not the same, we ain′t equal
Bark a shell for my bredrins
Share a plate with my bredrins
Go to shows with my family
I know haters can't stand me
I make P for my family
Murk the game for my bredrins
Still ride out for my people
Not the same, we ain′t equal
Bark a shell for my bredrins
Share a plate with my bredrins
Go to shows with my family
I know haters can't stand me

Splashing racks, active traps
Bury them ounces, vacuum packs
Platinum traps, cycle yats
Accurate facts, outdoing maps
Came a long way
Pillow white grinding, German wheels
I could′ve paid certain bills
Don't laugh at me, you might catch you a stray
Make man chill
I don't mind hard work in the cold
Still come around, look like summer
Mad on the road, man can′t stunt
If you′re gonna hide, clap man's runner
Now I make bangers
Now it′s all tweets and banners
Now it's all shows and crowds
Life kinda mad but I broke it down


I make P for my family
Murk the game for my bredrins
Still ride out for my people
Not the same, we ain′t equal
Bark a shell for my bredrins
Share a plate with my bredrins
Go to shows with my family
I know haters can't stand me
I make P for my family
Murk the game for my bredrins
Still ride out for my people
Not the same, we ain′t equal
Bark a shell for my bredrins
Share a plate with my bredrins
Go to shows with my family
I know haters can't stand me

I got fire in the booth
I might burst man with it
I'm deflecting shots
Like Rio and Vidic
Man still got work
Like a trap that′s billing
Man came for the belly
Man gotta get with it
Cuh things ain′t the same, I came for the game
Forget them man, they hate all the same
My success, hurt and pain
Dreaming big, shoot and aim
I was at home, counting change
Life was lame, man gotta grind
Till I got a house in scoping range
Capo the Champ, that's more than a name
Word

I make P for my family
Murk the game for my bredrins
Still ride out for my people
Not the same, we ain′t equal
Bark a shell for my bredrins
Share a plate with my bredrins
Go to shows with my family
I know haters can't stand me
I make P for my family
Murk the game for my bredrins
Still ride out for my people
Not the same, we ain′t equal
Bark a shell for my bredrins
Share a plate with my bredrins
Go to shows with my family
I know haters can't stand me