Lil Durk & Only The Family – Brazy Krazy Lyrics

Brazy Krazy

Lil Durk & Only The Family

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"Brazy Krazy." - Lil Durk & Only The Family

Wednesday, 16 September 2026, 12:19 pm

Album: Family Over Everything

Track No: 03

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I'm just tryna get along with my n-, they finessing and sh-
What the f- these b- want from a n-, DMX with this sh-, yeah
I'ma turn up, I can't wait on 'em
I pop me a Perc for the layover
Nut on her face, give the b- a new makeover
I move to Atlanta, my goal is to takeover
How you a gangsta, but you put the jakes on 'em?
They say I can't ride with no guns 'til my case over
I'm in Iraq with my dog like Beethoven

I brought a pound at Summer Jam
Ain't stuntin' no clowns from Instagram
In the school, I be down with the glizzy jammed
No Doe Boy, we in that mini-van screaming mini man, plug

Blood in my eyes, n-, I can't see
Neighborhood hero, that's what I'm destined to be
Every killer in the hood turned drug dealer kept investing in me
GD's, BD's, Foes, Lords plus them O's when they face the East (gang)

These n- don't slide, tryna get revenge, that sh- crazy
They gave bro ten, I seen him cry like that sh- brazy
He could've got away, but he ain't wash that palm, that shit crazy
Some n- I love had watch me starve, that sh- brazy
That sh- krazy, that sh- brazy
That sh- krazy, that sh- brazy
That sh- krazy, that sh- brazy
That sh- krazy, that sh- brazy

N- ain't leave me with options
Tryna assassinate my character
That's when I catch the n-, I'ma pop him
Give me my sound back, n-, I'm poppa
Fresh outta jail, I brought shawty a chopper
Don't play with my name, see there be the problem
I done mix Amiri's with the Prada

My daddy ain't raise no h- and you know that
I can tell what type of n- you is got a Glock 23 with a ProMag (with your goofy a-)
Shawty gon' kill for the skrilla like Kodak
I'm the first n- from the block with a Rolex
Why you steady counting my pockets? Your poor a-
Let a n- take yo' sh- wit yo' -

These n- don't slide, tryna get revenge, that sh- crazy
They gave bro ten, I seen him cry like that sh- brazy
He could've got away, but he ain't wash that palm, that shit crazy
Some n- I love had watch me starve, that sh- brazy
That sh- krazy, that sh- brazy
That sh- krazy, that sh- brazy
That sh- krazy, that sh- brazy
That sh- krazy, that sh- brazy

Writer(s): FlightKlubMuzik, Norris Buchanan, Lil Durk.

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