Doodie Lo – My Bruddas Keeper Lyrics

Read Doodie Lo new song “My Bruddas Keeper” lyrics on Kelxfy. “My Bruddas keeper” is a track dedicated to his OTF brothers who were recently apprehended. The song is deep as it talks about the real love he had for his bros.

My Bruddas Keeper Lyrics

Uh, this shit, uh, this shit crazy
This shit crazy, uh, uh
And you know the streets made me
(Streets made me, Doodie in this bitch, uh)

And they got my dog, this shit real
For real (Real, for real)
I drunk a pint of lean
And I won’t feel it still (I won’t feel it still)
Nightmares when I sleep, I wake up with the chills
(I wake up with the chills)
Mama tell me she always pay for real (Always pay for real)

Fightin’ with some demons
I can’t even lie (I can’t even lie)
Woke up, seent the news
I started to cry (Started to cry)
Hate livin’ this life
Wanna live in the sky (Live in the sky)
Don’t go off what thеy say
Don’t believe in thе lies (Shh)

Ridin’ with my brother
All my brothers keeper (All my brothers keeper)
I don’t sell no drugs
I’m sellin’ some features (Sellin’ some features)
When that money run out
Them niggas’ll leave you (Them niggas’ll leave you)
I ain’t tellin’ you no lies
You better believe it (Yeah)

Ridin’ by myself, sippin’ out the pint
(Sippin’ out the pint)
Rollin’ up some dope, lookin’ for a light
(Lookin’ for a light)
I got all my jewelry on
Yeah, I am the light (I am the light)
I can’t trust nobody, I gotta keep a— (Nobody)

Hoppin’ off that jet
‘With them racks on me (Them racks on me)
All this blue cheese
Ain’t no rats on me (Ain’t no rats)
Feelin’ like Yo Gotti, I got that sack on me
(Yeah, that sack on me)
I wish Von was here right now
He off the flats, homie (What? Flats, homie)

Love when we was broke
Hate when we got rich (Hate when we got rich)
We were sleepin’ on the floor
We ain’t give a shit (We ain’t give a shit)
You know I need my Xan’
You told me stop the Tris (You told me stop this Tris)
You know I’d never stop
You’d see me sneakin’ it (See me sneakin’ it)

On the jet noddin’ off, sleepin’, shit (Shit)
Damn, I miss my brothers, hope I’m dreamin’, shit
All them nightmares
Swear I seen this shit (Seen this shit)
And you know you comin’ home
Nigga, we the shit (We the shit)

Rollin’ back-to-back
Tell the doc I need my lean poured (Dope)
Why you askin’ questions
Motherfucker? Shit, we don’t know (Huh?)
I just talked to Varney
Told me tell you that he love you too (Love you too)
All these niggas postin’
They don’t even really fuck with you
(Bitch, really fuck with you)

Ayy, this shit so crazy, man
It’s like, the streets over, for real
You know the street shit crazy…
They don’t wanna see us win
Like especially when you get money and shit
My brothers keeper, stop playin’