[{"id":10491805,"name":"Mud Brothers (feat. Stunna Gambino)","trackName":"Mud Brothers (feat. Stunna Gambino)","artistName":"Aden Dinero","albumName":"Mixed Emotions","duration":157.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ayy, Boss, did you sample that?)\n(Ebon, you made this?)\nTrappin' out that bando, we was starvin'\nWhen I needed you the most\nYou left me heartless\nWe came up on dirty money, we was robbin'\nPull up with my vultures and\nJust phrrt at his noggin\nWoah, that's another body\nWoah, I got demons 'round me\nWoah, and if I ever die, homie\nTell my brother get a chopper\nAnd go slide for me, uh\nMud brothers, uh\nTreat you like my mother child\nYou my blood brother\nAnd we ain't never showin' love\nTo no groupie bitches, mm-mm\nThey can't get no love from us\nAnd I don't trust niggas in my city\nI don't got no love for 'em\nI know a nigga who play gangster\nBut he run from us\nI know a nigga say he a shooter\nThey took his gun from him\nWhat you know about waking up\nInside that trap house?\nMy mama kicked me out the crib\n'cause I been dream chasin'\nBut when it's comin' to my fame\nI bring the MAC out\nThem youngins with me, they see red\nThey ain't scared of no cases\nJumped in the streets, I went head first\nNow I'm touchin' blue faces\nWhoever thought I'd make it out?\nNow I'm shittin' on niggas\nAnd now I want my money blue\nI ain't never been racist\nNow I want my money blue\nI ain't never been racist\nTry to book me for a show, I need like 10k\nThey say I'm cocky and underrated\nI been paid\nBefore the rap, I been shinin' on top\nNo chandelier stick to the pain\nTryna make sure my mama bills paid\nI was thirteen on that corner servin' fiends\nTryna run up for the B, I risk it all, no\nI don't never fear\nI lost my cousin to the streets\nAnd I can't fucking lie\nI ain't even cry, uh\nMud brothers, uh\nTreat you like my mother child\nYou my blood brother\nAnd we ain't never showin' love\nTo no groupie bitches, mm-mm\nThey can't get no love from us\nAnd I don't trust niggas in my city\nI don't got no love for 'em\nI know a nigga who play gangster\nBut he run from us\nI know a nigga say he a shooter\nThey took his gun from him\nMud brothers, uh\nTreat you like my mother child\nYou my blood brother\nAnd we ain't never showin' love\nTo no groupie bitches, mm-mm\nThey can't get no love from us\nAnd I don't trust niggas in my city\nI don't got no love for 'em\nI know a nigga who play gangster\nBut he run from us\nI know a nigga say he a shooter\nThey took his gun from him","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mud Brothers (feat. Stunna Gambino)\n  artist: Aden Dinero\n  album: Mixed Emotions\n  duration_ms: 157000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Ayy, Boss, did you sample that?)\n  (Ebon, you made this?)\n  Trappin' out that bando, we was starvin'\n  When I needed you the most\n  You left me heartless\n  We came up on dirty money, we was robbin'\n  Pull up with my vultures and\n  Just phrrt at his noggin\n  Woah, that's another body\n  Woah, I got demons 'round me\n  Woah, and if I ever die, homie\n  Tell my brother get a chopper\n  And go slide for me, uh\n  Mud brothers, uh\n  Treat you like my mother child\n  You my blood brother\n  And we ain't never showin' love\n  To no groupie bitches, mm-mm\n  They can't get no love from us\n  And I don't trust niggas in my city\n  I don't got no love for 'em\n  I know a nigga who play gangster\n  But he run from us\n  I know a nigga say he a shooter\n  They took his gun from him\n  What you know about waking up\n  Inside that trap house?\n  My mama kicked me out the crib\n  'cause I been dream chasin'\n  But when it's comin' to my fame\n  I bring the MAC out\n  Them youngins with me, they see red\n  They ain't scared of no cases\n  Jumped in the streets, I went head first\n  Now I'm touchin' blue faces\n  Whoever thought I'd make it out?\n  Now I'm shittin' on niggas\n  And now I want my money blue\n  I ain't never been racist\n  Now I want my money blue\n  I ain't never been racist\n  Try to book me for a show, I need like 10k\n  They say I'm cocky and underrated\n  I been paid\n  Before the rap, I been shinin' on top\n  No chandelier stick to the pain\n  Tryna make sure my mama bills paid\n  I was thirteen on that corner servin' fiends\n  Tryna run up for the B, I risk it all, no\n  I don't never fear\n  I lost my cousin to the streets\n  And I can't fucking lie\n  I ain't even cry, uh\n  Mud brothers, uh\n  Treat you like my mother child\n  You my blood brother\n  And we ain't never showin' love\n  To no groupie bitches, mm-mm\n  They can't get no love from us\n  And I don't trust niggas in my city\n  I don't got no love for 'em\n  I know a nigga who play gangster\n  But he run from us\n  I know a nigga say he a shooter\n  They took his gun from him\n  Mud brothers, uh\n  Treat you like my mother child\n  You my blood brother\n  And we ain't never showin' love\n  To no groupie bitches, mm-mm\n  They can't get no love from us\n  And I don't trust niggas in my city\n  I don't got no love for 'em\n  I know a nigga who play gangster\n  But he run from us\n  I know a nigga say he a shooter\n  They took his gun from him\n"}]