Ryda My Bro

Huh
Yeahhh

Mr.BOB
Yeah

I gave em a pack (huh)
Cause I cannot sit in a trap (trust me)
Now a days they see me in the front but I use to be In the back
(oh no)
This is no act (no) Glizzy gang this is compact (Glizzy gang)
She fucking with me then fucking with bro
This is a fact (that's a fact)

I gave em a pack (I give'em a pack)
Cause I cannot sit in a trap (can't)
Now a days they see me in the front but I use to be In the back
(trust me)
This is no act (no) Glizzy gang this is compact (huh)
She fucking with me then fucking with bro
This is a fact (gang)

Who can I trust nobody loves me I know you just in love with my money
Ryda my bro I love him to death like he just came from my mommy
My bro in the pen even when he touch he cannot come to the hills
I need to pop faster than ever I need to know how it feels
My bro in the feds everyone dissing trust me I know how it feels
I can't chase these hoes around I just signed a new deal
It was a mill I'm in the hills trust me I do it again
Fuck all the opps fuck all these hoes
Trust me I will say it again

I gave em a pack (huh)
Cause I cannot sit in a trap (trust me)
Now a days they see me in the front but I use to be In the back
(oh no)
This is no act (no) Glizzy gang this is compact (Glizzy gang)
She fucking with me then fucking with bro
This is a fact (that's a fact)

I gave em a pack (I give'em a pack)
Cause I cannot sit in a trap (can't)
Now a days they see me in the front but I use to be In the back
(trust me)
This is no act (no) Glizzy gang this is compact (huh)
She fucking with me then fucking with bro
This is a fact (gang)
I know
Yeah
You can't come here
How it feels
I know
Yahh



Credits
Writer(s): Alexandre Morand, Parker Hatten
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