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HoneyKomb Brazy
Performer
Pbe Pluto
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HoneyKomb Brazy
Songwriter
Pbe Pluto
Songwriter
Lyrics
Brazy,
It’s that Brazy Shit yuh,
Yuh uh
It’s that Brazy Shit yuh
Uh uh uh yeah
Man I was raised in the slums
I Don’t give a fuck bout nun
Had to keep me a gun yeah yeah
Court system racist
Won’t give barry a bond naw
They’ll come in that courtroom
Throw them baseball numbas
Why they turned black man white
Still couldn’t take his mic jackson
They can’t turn no white man black
They probably take his life
Look now I ain’t cappin
The shit I saw it probably take yo sight
Everything keep going left
I ain’t gon be alright
Real killas come out at dark
They like to creep at night
**** steppin on you heavy
You can’t take that light
Naw unless a **** pullin strings
Then send me a kite yeah
When it’s time pick up their pen
Something wrong with their writing damn
Life we livin
You can’t put that shit on TMZ naw
Naw We don’t talk 12
We see them we run like DMC gone
Caught up in the street
Remember we were bumping heads with GMG
Brought up in the street
Had to cut some **** throat like CPT
Use to stay in tmv on Andrew Street Me PT
Right in front of that big screen yea
Right in front of that big screen
Say he gon blow like Curtis
Tryna get what I get up out this shit
Before they close the curtain
I had to put down some of that lean
I had my momma worried
If I keep sippin all dis drink
I’ma have to go in surgery
Hope God forgive me
Trap monday,sunday,tue,weds,thursday
Made the trap boom like Lebron James
Alley from Kyrie Irving
Ali was juggin dope with one arm
I used to buy his perkys
Yeah, I used to buy his perkys
Ali was juggin dope with one arm
I used to buy his perkys
yeah
Brazy,
Aye this that Brazy Shit yuh
This that Brazy Shit yuh
This that Brazy shit yuh
Aye This that Brazy Shit
This that Brazy Shit yuh
This that Brazy shit yuh
Look nah I ain’t cappin
The shit I saw it probably take yo sight
Everything keep going left I ain’t gon be alright
Real killas come out at dark
They like to creep at night
**** steppin on you heavy you can’t take that light
Uh, ok
**** be hatin like a bitch
Komb he done touched down let’s cause hell
A **** actin entitled
But wouldn’t answer the phone when a **** was in jail
My hustle game from back in the day
I learned dat shit from my uncle Trell
Don’t even focus on these ****
If it ain’t gettin to no mail
Pullup get the backend
So many shows think I’m movin bows
Like I’m bringing the pack in
I got the heater on me
I’ll camouflage Pull up in a black Benz
Send them lil young **** they’ll spin on ya
Pull up for the cappin
Don’t even play with me cuz it stay with me
**** ready for action
**** I’m way from back then
We had no trampoline hit the trash pile
**** flippin off mattress
**** play like they want static
When they aint have status
Im From the type of time **** knock you off
Wrap yo ass in plastic
They be thinkin I’m so cool,
Bullet get to flyin knock a **** top off
Cook’em like soul food
You rap **** get to talkin
Think a **** finna go to war with protool
And when a **** get you
We gone hit up everybody
You fuck **** close to
Let a **** bate you up and leave yo ass stuck
What them **** told you
The shit I saw a probably take yo sight
Everything keep going left
I ain’t gon be alright
Real killas come out at dark
They like to creep at night
**** steppin on you heavy
You can’t take that light
Look nah I ain’t cappin
The shit I saw it probably take yo sight
Everything keep going left
I ain’t gon be alright
Real killas come out at dark
they like to creep at night
**** steppin on you heavy
You can’t take that light
Written by: HoneyKomb Brazy, Pbe Pluto