Check lyrics - Lil Durk
Every day I spend my last and I count up a check
Then I gotta go and get it
I lay my niggas to rest and you know who's next
10 toes, ain't no sittin'
How is you tryna finesse?
Can't finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best
Gave the right niggas money, they say I'm a mess, no stress
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check, check, check
See you can't finesse a finesser
See I don't be with nothing extra
See you can't finesse a finesser
Count me a check
I'm just countin' me a check
Roll up in an Audi, no lottery but we scratchin' shit
Six Tecs for the drop but usually we sippin' Actavis
Dope boy music, them niggas gon' want to trap to this
Macaroni my bag of homies so ain't no lackin' shit
30 for the Rolex cool, 20 for the cross too
Been there when nobody was there, it was dark too
Keep me protected from the streets, I got a cross too
And if you cross me then I cross you
Ran off on the plug twice and I know they searchin'
If I got to say that shit twice then you know I'm merchin'
His and hers Rollies get them shiny looking like the ocean
Get on top of me baby and get to surfin'
Like a surfboard
Sippin' on this lean got me paranoid
Gotta get this green so help me Lord
So why you with that hater shit?
Can't fuck with a basic bitch
I'ma tell 'em them lies
Every day I spend my last and I count up a check
Then I gotta go and get it
I lay my niggas to rest and you know who's next
10 toes, ain't no sittin'
How is you tryna finesse?
Can't finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best
Gave the right niggas money, they say I'm a mess, no stress
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check, check, check
See you can't finesse a finesser
See I don't be with nothing extra
See you can't finesse a finesser
Count me a check
I'm just countin' me a check
Money is the motto, these bitches don't wanna swallow it
Bitches want the fame, all they want me to do is follow them
She just gon' bring me drank 'cause she a pharmacist
Play my new single at the station 'cause I ain't callin' in
Niggas in the city wanna kill me, I ain't part of them
My niggas got 50 shot clips, they like barbers then
She can ride my 'Rari then 'cause she look like a Barbie bitch
If I catch her stealin' we all at her head like bobby pins
I'ma get this money 'til I d-i-e
Bring bottles to my session, to my VIP
I like my bitch's vest, let me see ID
Gettin' all this money like Lord why me
Gang in this bitch
100 dollar bills changed in this bitch
Got the Rollies and the chains in this bitch
We gon' shoot us somethin' strange in this bitch
'Cause I count me up a check
Every day I spend my last and I count up a check
Then I gotta go and get it
I lay my niggas to rest and you know who's next
10 toes, ain't no sittin'
How is you tryna finesse?
Can't finesse a finesser, the hustlers know it best
Gave the right niggas money, they say I'm a mess, no stress
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check
I'ma count me a check, check, check
See you can't finesse a finesser
See I don't be with nothing extra
See you can't finesse a finesser
Count me a check
I'm just countin' me a check
LilDurk2x lyrics - Lil Durk
It's two of me
It's two of me
I'm just doing me
I got my gun, you got your gun nigga
You and me
I can't do shit for free bitch
I'm doing me
I gotta get it by myself, I get this money by myself
I swear I do it like it's two of me
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah
Two Glocks, two bitches tugging on my Johnson
I'm like 2Pac, I'm in the A with thugga thugga
Free Guwop, I share my last to with my brothers
Bring two pops, my DJ on the E-Way and he smokin' (moon rock)
My shooters don't hesitate, I told all my niggas we elevate
Get money, fuck bitches, it's better days
Pull up in a coupe, back from 88
We grew up some screw ups, never get money and stay the same
Hate is real, so if you're a hater get time just stay away
I fuck and your tore off the molly and gatorade
I fuck and your tore off the molly and gatorade
I fuck and your tore off the lean and purp, put in my surp
Bitches be getting it tricking with me you try to rob
I'm 'a put you on a shirt
I'm just doing me
I got my gun, you got your gun nigga
You and me
I can't do shit for free bitch
I'm doing me
I gotta get it by myself, I get this money by myself
I swear I do it like it's two of me
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
Two cups, I don't give two fucks
I'm flexing too much, hundred thou in two months
Nigga shoot some, you better do some
And if I call for that ish you just know two coming
Pop a wheelie on a bad bitch, two hoes fucking from Miami
Need two bricks to feed the family
Need that kit to feed the family
Got two choppas for the family
Got some hoes from Alabama
I don't love these hoes, I know it's too random
Bitches be fucking from money, need a check
And I rob nigga for that check
Nigga don't get no respect
Bitches be on me, they fucking who next
Bitches too thirsty, they can't get a check
And I got twenty two thou on my neck
I'm just doing me
I got my gun, you got your gun nigga
You and me
I can't do shit for free bitch
I'm doing me
I gotta get it by myself, I get this money by myself
I swear I do it like it's two of me
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah
Hated On Me lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Future)
[Lil Durk:]
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Ride the fuckin' wave (808 Mafia)
I be tired of niggas tryna ride the fuckin' wave
I done put some niggas on their feet around the way
I done put some millions in the trap around the way
I done did so much, I make 'em feel some type of way
[Future:]
I want it all, I want it all
For me and my dogs, so we can ball
You see this drip, it's drippin' on me
You see this clip, it's hangin' on me
Pour up the lean, they hated on me
Pour up the lean, they hated on me
I run the check through machines now
I ride around with machine guns
I put a check on a ching chong
Hold up, little nigga, I'm King Kong
I go to sleep with the hammer
Fuck watchin' the TV, I'm watchin' the camera
I'm paranoid, higher than a hawk
You broke and it ain't my fault
I need it all, I told ya dog, I been 'round the atlas
I'm gutter forever, I fuck on a thot, then go fuck an actress
Let me find out you been lyin' about all of the shit that you say in your raps
I put the hood on the map
I put the hood on the map
My young nigga just caught a double
They tryna give him the chair
They tryna give him the chair
[Lil Durk:]
I be tired of niggas tryna ride the fuckin' wave
I done put some niggas on their feet around the way
I done put some millions in the trap around the way
I done did so much, I make 'em feel some type of way
[Future:]
I want it all, I want it all
For me and my dogs, so we can ball
You see this drip, it's drippin' on me
You see this clip, it's hangin' on me
Pour up the lean, they hated on me
Pour up the lean, they hated on me
[Lil Durk:]
Block nigga
War time, keep a Glock with him
Future Biggie, I'm Pac, nigga
Drop a bar in the pop, nigga
Appeal money, free ahk, nigga
I love designer, no rap, nigga
Diamonds water like tap, nigga (Water)
Feds listen, they tap, nigga (What?)
No green, just Act', nigga (Drank)
Never got shot, but I put that pole to work
Chopper got a kickback and I hope it's sure to work (Boom, boom)
Young killers fifteen and you know I mold 'em first
Free 22, 38, the state had told 'em first
Spot 'em, got 'em, yeah, yeah
I'm a problem, yeah, yeah
It's my city, hell yeah
And my killers ain't playin' here
I be tired of niggas tryna ride the fuckin' wave
I done put some niggas on their feet around the way
I done put some millions in the trap around the way
I done did so much, I make 'em feel some type of way
[Future:]
I want it all, I want it all
For me and my dogs, so we can ball
You see this drip, it's drippin' on me
You see this clip, it's hangin' on me
Pour up the lean, they hated on me
Pour up the lean, they hated on me
So What lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Young Thug)
[Lil Durk:]
Real drank, 940 ay
Politickin' with these diamonds on me
I should've been a politician nigga
Fifty racks when I pull up
The city know that I'm so up
Your man got money? Bitch so what?
Your car rented? Bitch so what?
I'm the street, they know I'm nuts
Fuck relations, let me fuck
My bitch she mixed, my bitch a mutt
My Beyoncé turn me up
So what? You know I'm richer than you
So what? That chopper fit good in the coupe
So what? My shooters is itchin' to shoot
So what? So what?
[Young Thug:]
So what?
Got a thirty-round clip and that bitch like twenty ounces like a cup
Try your luck, yeah baby good luck
And if I got me a strap your ass get stuck, up
Green machine, green machine
I won't drink nothing but clean
Fuck you from the back, spleen
I fuck that pussy 'til it bleeds
Diamonds like a Robin jeans
I know they wanna rob me
I know they wanna shout with me
They know it's no stoppin' me
Cutly with a big tee top and some Reeboks on me
I drunk all the mud mud up, I need detox only, hey
I don't wanna do none' but butt, so I don't need a deep cock on me
These fuck niggas like paint, they just flip flop on me
[Lil Durk:]
50 racks when I pull up
The city know that I'm so up
Your man got money? Bitch so what?
Your car rented? Bitch so what?
I'm the street, they know I'm nuts
Fuck relations, let me fuck
My bitch she mixed, my bitch a mutt
My Beyoncé turn me up
So what? You know I'm richer than you
So what? That chopper fit good in the coupe
So what? My shooters is itchin' to shoot
So what? So what?
All my diamonds dancin', water, yeah
Big-ass truck like Forgis, yeah
I'm the shit like toilets, yeah
Trap house, no quarter, yeah
Chump change on mortgage yeah
Your main boo so corny yeah
MAC, Rugers, and choppers, yeah
Guarantee that forty here
So what?
Might fuck her once and I nut
So what?
I'm sticking my thumb in her butt
So what?
Spent 50K on these cuts
So what?
We got a city to flood
More money, more lean, more guns, more bitches, more jewels
More cars, more niggas, more swag, more traps, more tools
More cryin', more snitchin', niggas givin' police more clues
And I ain't fuckin' with him
Nigga free Zoo
Let's get it
50 racks when I pull up
The city know that I'm so up
Your man got money? Bitch so what?
Your car rented? Bitch so what?
I'm the street, they know I'm nuts
Fuck relations, let me fuck
My bitch she mixed, my bitch a mutt
My Beyoncé turn me up
So what? You know I'm richer than you
So what? That chopper fit good in the coupe
So what? My shooters is itchin' to shoot
So what? So what?
She Just Wanna lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)
[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Chopsquad
Count up with a boss, I hope she's worth it, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
She just wanna count up with a boss
She know where I'm from, she wanna rep it now (She rep it now)
She just wanna count up with a boss, I hope she's worth it
I hope she's worth it, I hate wastin' time
This the truth, I ain't got time for lies, no, no, no, no
She just wanna, she just wanna love a thug
I can't love you, sorry, I'm in love with money
She just wanna, she just wanna love a thug
But I can't love you, baby, I'm in love with money
[Lil Durk:]
I do not fuck with no basic hoes
Talk about bands, I play with those
I got 'em, I got 'em, I got 'em, I got 'em
Lil Durk is not chasin' hoes
Bougie bitches my favorite hoes
Louis up for my staple hoes
All dick for unable hoes
Sippin' lean with my maple hoes
Moncler for the winter
Balmain for the dinner
I need twelve how I spend it
Now you mad, Vic Mensa
Ain't nobody perfect
Bring her home to my mama now
Ain't nobody worth it
I am who they worship
You ain't better than my worst shit
What you tell them?
And I like the way she work it
What you tell them?
Way that she twerkin'
Lil' mama, she good and she perfect
I gave you my number, so work it
Yeah, yeah
[Ty Dolla $ign:]
She know where I'm from, she wanna rep it now (Rep it now)
She just wanna count up with a boss, I hope she's worth it
I hope she's worth it, I hate wastin' time
This the truth, I ain't got time for lies, no, no, no, no
She just wanna, she just wanna love a thug
I can't love you, sorry, I'm in love with money
She just wanna, she just wanna love a thug
But I can't love you, baby, I'm in love with money
[Lil Durk:]
I love my money too much
These bitches be on me too much
Just copped me a foreign in two months
They know Durk doin' too much
Summer time, roof up
Head like a tutor
Off the molly, bood up (Bood up)
Real nigga, fool none (Let's get it)
Basic is not an option
Even when I was not poppin'
Check the grammar, hot topic (Damn)
You reside here, thottie (Yeah)
She real, she trill
She don't get down, how she live
She been through jail and all
And shorty did not tell
Ooh, ay, that's my baby, yeah, she worth it
Ooh, that's my baby, yeah, she worth it
[Ty Dolla $ign:]
She know where I'm from, she wanna rep it now (She rep it now)
She just wanna count up with a boss, I hope she's worth it
I hope she's worth it, I hate wastin' time
This the truth, I ain't got time for lies, no, no, no, no
She just wanna, she just wanna love a thug
I can't love you, sorry, I'm in love with money
She just wanna, she just wanna love a thug
But I can't love you, baby, I'm in love with money
Money Walk lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Yo Gotti)
[Lil Durk:]
Yeah
Approach me right, nigga
Gang, L
Pour the drank
I'm just sippin' good while they're rollin stank
Diamond chain, bitches get so thirsty for these Cuban links
Real nigga, don't gotta prove it period, fuck what you think
Real killers, yo ass will be dead before you even blink
Gang
Walkin' like I got money, I'm a do the money walk
Walkin' like I got money, I'm a do the money walk
Walkin' like I got money, I'm a do the money walk
Real nigga with a lot of bands, let the money talk
Pulled up to the trap, dropped me a load off
Bitch geek when they see me ride with these doors off
Wanna fuck with my chain taking her clothes off
Pour a seven-with-seven, bitch I gotta doze off
Rollie cost me thirty thous, make my jeweler proud
Glock drum, move the crowd, opp pack smoking too loud
New Mike's three-fifty, new yeezy boots two thous
I used to want one bitch, broski I got two now
Strippers want these singles bitch, come dance for it
Looking at my watch, bitch I paid bands for it
And she want the Molly quick, Aiki got a gram for her
Trap nigga with a lot of cash, and I'm paid for
Pour the drank
I'm just sippin' good while they're rollin stank
Diamond chain, bitches get so thirsty for these Cuban links
Real nigga, don't gotta prove it period, fuck what you think
Real killers, yo ass will be dead before you even blink
Gang
Walkin' like I got money, I'm a do the money walk
Walkin' like I got money, I'm a do the money walk
Walkin' like I got money, I'm a do the money walk
Real nigga with a lot of bands, let the money talk
[Yo Gotti:]
Four Cuban links, that's a quarter mil', that's the Money Walk
Little nigga tweeting on twitter, tell 'em let the Money talk
I let the shooter bang it out, all that flexing ain't about
Big money, big gun, big boss shit nigga, my bank account
Millionaire status, billionaire focus
Got a plug in the yay', I got bricks in a Focus
I got plug like the socket, real plugs you can't stop it nigga
Whenever we talk about money, mention me I'm the topic
I been state-to-state, real estate, then I hit Privé
I just ordered steak, in the ace, tryna' digest the hate
I been in UK, getting the pounds, tryna hol it down
Represent the town, tryna ride my wave, you bound to drown
[Lil Durk:]
Pour the drank
I'm just sippin' good while they're rollin stank
Diamond chain, bitches get so thirsty for these Cuban links
Real nigga, don't gotta prove it period, fuck what you think
Real killers, yo ass will be dead before you even blink
Gang
Walkin' like I got money, I'm a do the money walk
Walkin' like I got money, I'm a do the money walk
Walkin' like I got money, I'm a do the money walk
Real nigga with a lot of bands, let the money talk
Glock Up lyrics - Lil Durk
(Oh my God! What is this? An L beat?)
Yeah
My boys play no games
Keep mops, need no aim
Lil Durk need no fame
Pints in, need codeine
Two K for these Balmains
2K 'cause we ballin'
Bad bitch keep callin'
Poker face, we all in
Blockbuster when we pop up
Pussy boys ain't on nothin'
Keep your gun, we pop up
Don't try us, we Glocked up
Homicide, I ain't seen nothin'
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
See us, them boys can't be us
Tweakers, why they be wifing eaters?
E-Way, smoking, choking, coughing
Rollin' up on that Keisha
Gun jam, man, I can't leave 'em
Make sure that he don't see us
Run off on me, I guarantee my boys'll be to see him
6400 Normal
Trap house be doin' numbers
Hundred just don't be stunting
You might make it through the summer
You ain't eat 'cause you thuggin'
.223 shells like suckers
She say she cannot fuck off a Xanny, she need a upper
Arrogant motherfucker
Runnin' off from the bubble
Felonies, I got double
See me, they know it's trouble
Shootin' shit, ain't no scuffle
Varney, that boy the muscle
I be sippin' Actavis while them boys be sippin' 'Tussin
My boys play no games
Keep mops, need no aim
Lil Durk need no fame
Pints in, need codeine
Two K for these Balmains
2K 'cause we ballin'
Bad bitch keep callin'
Poker face, we all in
Blockbuster when we pop up
Pussy boys ain't on nothin'
Keep your gun, we pop up
Don't try us, we Glocked up
Homicide, I ain't seen nothin'
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Rob who?
Just go and get a jive coupe
I'm three-double-O, that's my tool
You snatch this chain, on L'A this chopper gon' chop you
My bitch ass is A1, in love with her top too
Lil Booka'll drop you
Leave your ass wet up, this chain I got is wet up
Don't trust no hoes, they set up
It's Louis V all over me, I swear I'm in a chess club
Streets gon' miss Bankroll, for him I keep a bankroll
Hate skank hoes and I never wear the same clothes
Designer, ain't it ain't too hard to find us
Got killers off in Atlanta and I cop drink from the mana
Excuse, I ain't got no manners
Excuse, I ain't got no manners
My boys play no games
Keep mops, need no aim
Lil Durk need no fame
Pints in, need codeine
Two K for these Balmains
2K 'cause we ballin'
Bad bitch keep callin'
Poker face, we all in
Blockbuster when we pop up
Pussy boys ain't on nothin'
Keep your gun, we pop up
Don't try us, we Glocked up
Homicide, I ain't seen nothin'
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Rich Nigga lyrics - Lil Durk
Rich nigga shit
Rich nigga
Rich nigga ay, ay
Rich nigga gang, gang
Rich nigga (baow!)
I get love from my block, you keep calling then you blocked
She keep callin' 'cause I'm hot, but I can't be with no thot
Ass fat I think she squat
Snapchat me that pussy bitch
Even though I know I'm hot, I get anyone I want
Rich nigga, rich,rich,rich,rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, I'ma rich nigga gang gang!
Rich nigga, I need a rich bitch
Come suck my dick, wipe off the lipstick
Go with me, I'm with the shits bitch
O.T. traphouse goin' crazy, zip zip
Nae Nae with the car, whip whip
Hit the block, doin' 80 get flipped
100 shots hit him with the choppa, wilt wilt
I ain't playin' pussy boy, I been real
Got a deal and I copped me a foreign
Two bitches 'cause one bitch boring
Look at my karats and my diamonds bitches glowin'
Got the dopehouse in the summer like it's snowin'
I get love from my block, you keep calling then you blocked
She keep callin' 'cause I'm hot, but I can't be with no thot
Ass fat I think she squat
Snapchat me that pussy bitch
Even though I know I'm hot, I get anyone I want
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, I'ma rich nigga gang gang!
I spent 30 on my watch, I spent 10 on my charm
If you touch it go off, like it came with a alarm
Boy you pussy who you huh?
Cali plug got the weed, like investin' to a farm
100 pounds it cost an arm
And I'll be super real, don't catch no ruger shell
I don't know who'll tell
See DeJ give me chills, Chanel Chanel
The way she crackin' in them heels
I swear I swear, I'ma keep it real
I'm a Xanny type of animal, lean drinking nigga
I can cook up in the trap, like a granny in the kitchen
You a baby, I'm rapping bricks, I'm rapping babies
Yea baby
I get love from my block, you keep calling then you blocked
She keep callin' 'cause I'm hot, but I can't be with no thot
Ass fat I think she squat
Snapchat me that pussy bitch
Even though I know I'm hot, I get anyone I want
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, I'ma rich nigga gang gang!
True lyrics - Lil Durk
Lit, no cig
Clean Sprite mixed with no lean
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some Gs in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
Bitch you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions
Got a Glock with a beam
Bada boom, bada bing
Ops not on a thing
(Let's get it!)
We need some real big rings
Netflix and chill let's watch some Narcos
And my cup the color Harpo
Got fifty in these cargos
Used to sit and watch my car doors
Valet ask me how to park those
I'm scannin' niggas like a barcode
Fake designer, that's a no-no
We rockin' rollies fuck a Jo-Jo
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some Gs in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
Bitch you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions
Money got me Bowflexin'
Balmain, no Paris
Pussy 'bout to get the message
Before I have my youngins stressin'
I told 'em I'm 'a turn up on 'em
Killed his ass, we run up on 'em
We hawk 'em down, we run up on 'em
His tweets said he keep 'em on him
I'm just coolin' as a rapper
My niggas know that I be trappin'
To the streets I'm so adapted
Fuck the state, they took my rappy
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some Gs in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
Bitch you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions
Set It Off lyrics - Lil Durk
You know I love my niggas man, to death
Free Nine
I can't change for no bitch, no money, no nothing, you hear me?
My loyalty's to my brothers, to these streets, you dig?
Gang, woah
What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy
What you know 'bout warrin' over money? Yeah baby
365, tryna make it through the summer
What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?
I just told my niggas I can't go broke no more
I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar
I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car
Like I can't believe it
Fake hoes, say no, ay
Fly shit, better clothes, ay
Chopppers and Dracos, ay
I remember late shows, ay
Crack 'til the bank close, ay
Fuckin' one of Drake's hoes, ay
Stashin' in the straight A, ay
Where I'm from you ain't safe, ay
War time pop out, slide
Get killed, you go outside
Not unless the mops outside
Never rat, keep my mouth quiet
Shoes cost your feature price, ay
Free the guys 'til they're outside
Four hundred bands, that's why y'all mad
Signed Hyp, that's why y'all mad
Let it off
In the roof and the hood like set it off
Front me a brick, I'ma get it off
Since I was five I been a boss
Swag OC, I'm a [?]
Hear Rondo got out but I ain't seen the boy
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy
What you know 'bout warrin' over money? Yeah baby
365, tryna make it through the summer
What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?
I just told my niggas I can't go broke no more
I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar
I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car
Like I can't believe it
Nowhere to stay
Always shots, nowhere to play
My life so crazy now
Spent eight on the section, said fuck Section 8
I bought my mom a new crib
No more rent being late
I told my granny she get the world and that's my word. OK?
Bar money, brick money
Car money, stick money
Give a bitch nine dollars
A ho can't get shit from me
I used to sell soap
Gino ran out of coke
I hit 16, I had to tote
Because those killers ain't a joke
And I was tired of being broke
And I was tired of being poor
Kick door, kick door
I take it all and get gone
72 hours in a room
I never rat, so get on
You had to rat to get on
Yeah yeah
What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy
What you know 'bout warrin' over money? Yeah baby
365, tryna make it through the summer
What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?
I just told my niggas I can't go broke no more
I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar
I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car
Like I can't believe it
Super Powers lyrics - Lil Durk
Yeah
The vibes so crazy right now
I'm off the lean I got super powers
Dive in that pussy like scuba divers
Hop out all black like a Uber driver
Wild the whole trap like wood supplies
Yo' IG Jim Carrey, you liar liar
I'm in the hoe like the other side
I got right now and I can't retire, yeah
This is the shit that they ride to
This is what you drink and get high to
This is the shit these niggas don't get
They ride and I'ma ride too
When I get dressed I got super powers
What's in my cup give me super powers
Niggas tell tales, and they're super silent
I'm in my zone, I got super powers
Super powers, super powers
I swear I can take over the world
Super powers, I got super powers, I got super powers
I swear I can take over the world (Let's get it!)
Bankroll like Bruce Banner, pour a 8 I need two Fantas
Coke body on a pretty woman, new car police scanner
Nail a opp with only 1 hammer, bullets burn 'em like a sun tan
Watch me whip it like the nae nae dance, car feeling like it's Superman
15 thousand on the back end, all black on me like I'm Batman
Ain't no robbin', that's a joke man
Green light then it's go whip
That's a drill in case it's bustin'
Bad bitches wanna touch herself
She just wanna make love or somethin'
Convos 'bout where're ya from
Super powers got me high too
Made it out 'cause I had to
Threw the Chi like a DM
Hood love me when I slide threw
Couple hundreds on my denims
And these shoes ain't coming out
Swagger got a nigga 'bout to fly
Taking off with these super powers
This is the shit that they ride to
This is what you drink and get high to
This is the shit these niggas don't get
They ride and I'ma ride too
When I get dressed I got super powers
What's in my cup give me super powers
Niggas tell tales, and they're super silent
I'm in my zone, I got super powers
Super powers, super powers
I swear I can take over the world
Super powers, I got super powers, I got super powers
I swear I can take over the world
Xans in my water, can't feel myself
I wish I had powers just to heal myself
Remember them nights I'd kill myself
And now I got thoughts just to be the best
The labels ain't believe me, had to prove myself
D-thang you know, nigga you was there
People left who said they wouldn't
For the niggas I lost I'd take a bullet
Run up on me now I wish you pull it
OTF my empire nigga without a cookie
30 for a show, tell them niggas, "Book it!"
I'm tired of niggas lookin' at me like a rookie
Shark in the water on the deep end
House in the hills like The Weeknd
Only like to party on the weekend
Only like real, fuck pretend
Thank God for my mother
Thank the Lord for my brothers
We gonna take on the world
So she can be my super woman
I'ma get this super money
I'ma turn up with these super powers yeah yeah
This is the shit that they ride to
This is what you drink and get high to
This is the shit these niggas don't get
They ride and I'ma ride too
When I get dressed I got super powers
What's in my cup give me super powers
Niggas tell tales, and they're super silent
I'm in my zone, I got super powers
Super powers, super powers
I swear I can take over the world
Super powers, I got super powers, I got super powers
I swear I can take over the world
My Beyoncé lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. DeJ Loaf)
[Lil Durk:]
Ooh, I like the way she move
Shorty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby, I know they're so confused
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé
Trippin' on that drank, but I know she worth it
Independent baby, I know she workin'
Adriana's serving drinks, 20 bottles, urgent
I know it can be better but nobody's perfect
We flirted for a minute, DeJ, that's my baby
I ain't trippin', I'm like Henny, yeah I'm in her kidneys
She like to play her songs to the way I'm hittin' it
Turn around like, "Damn Durk, I like the way you hittin' it"
Don't believe the rumors, girl
You know I'll do you, girl
I don't wanna hear the shit about the niggas
That tried to do you, girl
Fuck the past right now
Shorty got you right now
And you hot right now
You can get it right now, baby
Ooh, I like the way she move
Shorty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby, I know they're so confused
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé
[DeJ Loaf:]
I let him get it when he want it, knock it down and push up on it
I was plottin' for a while, now I got him where I want him
They didn't understand none of this was planned
99 problems but a bitch better not be none
Na na, na na, yeah yeah
This ain't what he want, I told him that
Leave your girl, be through with that
Get with DeJ, he ain't ever goin' back
He was shy when I seen him, now he smile
Heard a few rumors but they ain't my style
I be hatin' when he out of town
Hotel. I FaceTime you. No towel
They ain't get it but they ain't our problem
What the fuck can they do about it?
Durk and DeJ
I'm thinkin' 'bout changin' my last name
[Lil Durk:]
Ooh, I like the way she move
Shorty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby. I know they're so confused
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé
You and I
White dress, flowers, and a suit and tie
Me and you like Bonnie and Clyde
No beat the case, we're do or die
Who am I to say you ain't natural?
Your haters my haters, ain't switchin' up, baby, I got you
I'm with her like a tattoo
The way you wear that dress, they're gon' attack you
The way you look at me, baby, I got you
I hit it from the front, I like the back too
She say, "Lay down so I can ride you"
I know that she fiending
She scratchin' my back, I like how she screamin'
I fuck her and leave her, she fiending
Shorty my Beyoncé
Ooh, I like the way she move
Shorty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby, I know they're so confused
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé
Ooh, ooh
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Ooh, ooh
Make It Back lyrics - Lil Durk
I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my eyes, and then I pour a cup of Act
I gotta check the strap 'cause bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
Gang, gang
Trap house shooting craps and shit
Why Varney got the Mac and shit
Love her she'll whack a bitch
While Tracy and them be wrapping bricks
The bitch I used to call my sis I filled the little hoe up with dick
Now she call niggas her brothers but I know I'm used to it
Gucci slides fuck her in the window while I'm serving pies
Try to slide got this chopper on me and I leave him fried
Homicide took his face apart he unidentified
50k up in my lawyer just in case they're looking for me
I can't stand the smell of that work
That's why my brothers cook it for me
30k a show don't call my phone just book it for me
Money in my hand that fast money fast money
I ain't talking Wayne I need that Cash Money
I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my eyes, then I pour a cup of act
I gotta check stash because bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
Gang, gang
All these niggas tweaking if you cross me you stuck
I be in the city fuck nigga we ain't ducking shit
All the real niggas. Street niggas. They're gon' fuck with this
All the real killers trap niggas. They're gon' fuck with this
Head shot run up on Durk pussy better not dead rock
What you're gon' do from that red dot
Run nigga better have your gun that's on my son nigga
We don't even tote 30s pussy we like drums nigga
Every nigga 'round me. They're going to blow for me
Tweak with me foe nem get in them groceries
I got the city how it supposed to be
I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my eyes, then I pour a cup of act
I gotta check stash because bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
Gang, gang
Good Good lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Kid Ink)
[Lil Durk:]
She tellin' me she want me, want me, want me, want me, want me
You call me then I'm on it, on it, on it, on it, on it
She say [?] don't be so phony, phony, phony, phony, phony
Put that pussy over that money, money, money, money, money
I know she got that good, good, good, good, good, good
With me she know she good, good, good, good, good, good
Put a ring on it if I could, could, could, could, could, could
I just want my name on it, I just want my name on it
I just want my name on it
I don't wanna a basic bitch, I don't care where she is
Asking for anything, I don't let her wait for shit
Talk as little as a pump, I give a fuck just to get over her
Hoes in the past, can't get over them
Fuck her once, I'm Kanye and Kim
I put my tongue, I'ma swirl in it
Time of the month came opposite of early
You ever see the bitch
Lay her down, eat her shit
Turn her over, beat her shit
Put my name on her, I'ma pray on it
She say she gon' ride for me
Take a case and die for me
Bonnie and Clyde and ride for me
And I know that she love me
She tellin' me she want me, want me, want me, want me, want me
You call me then I'm on it, on it, on it, on it, on it
She say [?] don't be so phony, phony, phony, phony, phony
Put that pussy over that money, money, money, money, money
I know she got that good, good, good, good, good, good
With me she know she good, good, good, good, good, good
Put a ring on it if I could, could, could, could, could, could
I just want my name on it, I just want my name on it
I just want my name on it
[DeJ Loaf:]
I'ma put my name on him, that's that D-E-J
Stop playin' with that bitch, I ain't with them games
Girl pussy, yeah I put it all over your face
69, yeah, that's how we make
We off that lean I got this nigga wide awake
All these fifties, all these hundreds, I'ma give away
How you got a family, and I don't feel ashamed
You know what you was doin', you know we felt the same
You know we felt the same
You know we felt the same
I got that good good
I said I got that good good
[Lil Durk:]
She tellin' me she want me, want me, want me, want me, want me
You call me then I'm on it, on it, on it, on it, on it
She say [?] don't be so phony, phony, phony, phony, phony
Put that pussy over that money, money, money, money, money
I know she got that good, good, good, good, good, good
With me she know she good, good, good, good, good, good
Put a ring on it if I could, could, could, could, could, could
I just want my name on it, I just want my name on it
I just want my name on it
[Kid Ink:]
Cause I know you got that good good, but you know you're such a bad bitch
I can't help myself but look when, you make that ass backflip
I smack that, on some next shit, got a nigga fiending on some crack shit
In a bikini in Pacsun, you too good, you must practice
All of the moves, hittin' a nigga with combos up in the condo
To tell you the truth, the pussy so good, feel like I ain't wearin' a condom
Scratch your head down, after tonight, you're gonna have to hit the salona
I swear every time you feel like a virgin again, you must be Madonna
Feel like a sauna, we done got the hot box goin'
Shorty such a freak she don't never keep her socks on
Buck naked, said that body so amazin'
Keep a secret like a mason, how you move it like you make it
[Lil Durk:]
She tellin' me she want me, want me, want me, want me, want me
You call me then I'm on it, on it, on it, on it, on it
She say [?] don't be so phony, phony, phony, phony, phony
Put that pussy over that money, money, money, money, money
I know she got that good, good, good, good, good, good
With me she know she good, good, good, good, good, good
Put a ring on it if I could, could, could, could, could, could
I just want my name on it, I just want my name on it
I just want my name on it
Intro lyrics - Lil Durk
This is Durk
Better known on the Southside of Chicago
And throughout the midwest as Lil Durk's Father
As it started out I had a life sentence
For the stool pigeon who told on me
And I been doing that time for 22 years now
But it happened through Allah
By the grace of Allah
I got that blessing and won that appeal
And now I'll be out in a few years
To be with my boy, to be with my sons
To be where I'm supposed to be in life
And do the things I'm supposed to do as a father
As always, for those who in the struggle
For those who in this system
For those who in the state's system
Keep ya head, keep fighting
Cowards, rats, don't never win over real dudes
So keep ya head up soldier
And we gone keep on letting thing continue to flow
And we'll get out an do what we supposed to do as men
And hold our own
And be the fathers we supposed to be
Be the men of the community we supposed to be
Haha, I tried to get that in
Got Javion on the 1's and 2's
I want yall to follow this shit. Ya dig?
I put him in his glo, he put me in mine
You know how we do it. L's!
Got Juice in this bitch with me, Khali
(shhhhhing)
Off the rage in Chicago to kill
Stay duckin' hollows, fu shit
On my block where it get too real
One nigga doing 2 drills
J-Money love the blue steel
LA bussin' off 2 pills
My niggas too trill
300 niggas too real
300 niggas too real (Yeah)
Pluto be t'ed off the Remy
Think he a Migo off the Remy
I think I'm Nuski with the semi
He still got the strap, niggas trippin'
And I'm hard body, man I miss him
Chino dead not to mention
I was in the studio coolin' sippin'
And they told me stay in the kitchen
Don't be loafin' with these bitches
Don't put trust into these niggas
B Throat gang will get you missin'
J-Rock keep saying he miss 'em
Irish dead that's my first cuz
My first blood
The one I love and I miss you
(Let's Get It! [2x])
Rest in piece to OD
O Block went OC
600 beef with Baldie
Get these lames up off me
If Tay and Buda shot back?
If I was there they would have shot me
(Yeah)
[Lori Perri & Lil Durk:]
Day after day
Seems like I push against the clouds
(I need everybody to pour out some liquor out,)
They just keep blocking out the sun
(For everybody that y’all lost... Fuck it roll up! Haha!)
It seems since I was born
(I’m pourin’ my lean!)
I've waken every blessed morning
(Uhhhhhhh uh-woah!)
Down on my luck and up against the wind
They ain't deserve
I'm out all night and ain't worried
Mama trippin' got a nigga nervous
I'm just sippin' drivin' steady swervin'
Bullets catch 'em quick
Hollows burn 'em
Twitter niggas steady talkin', Murder
Call my lawyer nigga, I ain't heard it
Call my lawyer nigga, I ain't heard it
You'll make the news where I come from
Rap but you get the Blues where I come from
Shoot a tec, you on a cruise where I come from
Get killed out the blue where I come from
Because, niggas ain't keep it too real
Niggas ain't keep it too trill
That's why I got me like 2 deals
I'm tryna chase me 2 mil
Free Rondo, his bond is 2 mil
And I got money I'm chillin'
3 Children
Get money invest into buildings
My nigga we got it we 'round each other
My nigga we buildin'
Niggas be tweakin' get money
Lil nigga chill out on that killin'
The murder capital so ridiculous
I swear I was grindin' for dimes and nickels
I swore I'd never drop a dime on a nigga
(Let's Get It! [x3])
Want a war? I'll never waste time on a nigga
Let's Get It! let's get it
[Lori Perri & Lil Durk:]
Day after day
(Let the beat talk to 'em, talk to 'em)
Seems like I push against the clouds
(I put my life in you!)
They just keep blocking out the sun
(Ohhh! Haha.)
It seems since I was born
(You're there when times are hard)
I've waken every blessed morning
(You're there when times are hard)
Down on my luck and up against the wind (L's)
Gunz N Money lyrics - Lil Durk
Sorry we don't know you bitch
Who you rollin' with?
Free my bronem out the pen
We be some killer sense
My block, my niggas smoking shit
That's how we rollin' shit
We do magic pull up on them Hocus Pocus shit
Guns and money [x8]
300 who I'm rollin' with
Called a bro' we smokin' shit
If we broke we pokin' him
Act like you don't know this shit
Sip lean to stay focus shit
Fed my block with dope and pics
Perculins with coke and shit
50 shots we drummin' shit
Fefe we don't come to them
We see a opp we punish him
Word to Nuski killer
Word to Chino killer
Word to Moski killer
We know we gon' kill you
You know we don't feel you
You know we gon' get 'em
They know we them niggas
They know we them niggas
Bang bro hoes we brothers bitch
THF my brothers bitch
Got caught on some other shit
Throw out the case like Cutler bitch
One night ain't no cuddle bitch
Rex throw me a rubber bitch
Can't go walkin' can't trust a bitch
I can't take care of the kids
Sorry we don't know you bitch
Who you rollin' with?
Free my bronem out the pen
We be some killer sense
My block, my niggas smoking shit
That's how we rollin' shit
We do magic pull up on them Hocus Pocus shit
Guns and money [x8]
Foenem they be wackin' shit
I ain't with that lackin' shit
Carry 40s Macs and shit
Ink his back like tats and shit
I be up on racks and shit
I do what's in my raps and shit
Fuck a bitch off my IG don't post my shit relax lil' bitch
Cali sippin' act' and tec I don't how to act with that
I'm a G with this new K
Like I'm with the alphabet
Call up BJ from the pound no bake but he gon' make them cakes
Late night drivin' on some boppin' shit
Go out west with that
Put them niggas on you
Yeah they'll done you
Can't go home late night cause I put them niggas on you
Yeah yeah
OTF 300 nigga this the year
Sorry we don't know you bitch
Who you rollin' with?
Free my bronem out the pen
We be some killer sense
My block, my niggas smoking shit
That's how we rollin' shit
We do magic pull up on them Hocus Pocus shit
Guns and money [x8]
Make It Back lyrics - Lil Durk
I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my ass then I pour a cup of act
I gotta check stash because bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back gang
I gotta make it back gang,gang
I gotta make it back gang gang
I gotta make it back gang gang
I gotta make it back gang gang
Gang gang
Trap house shooting craps and shit
Why Varney got the Mac and shit
Love her she'll whack a bitch
While Tracy and them be wrapping bricks
The bitch I used to call my sis I filled the lil hoe up with dick
Now she call niggas her brothers but I know I’m used to it
Gucci slides fuck her in the window while I'm serving pies
Try to slide got this choppa on me and I leave him fried
Homicide took his face apart he unidentified
50k up in my lawyer just in case they looking for me
Can't stand the smell of that work
That's why my brothers cook it for me
30k a show don't call my phone just book it for me
Money in my hand that fast money fast money
I ain't talking Wayne I need that Cash Money
I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my ass then I pour a cup of act
I gotta check stash because bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back gang
I gotta make it back gang,gang
I gotta make it back gang gang
I gotta make it back gang gang
I gotta make it back gang gang
Gang gang
All these niggas tweaking if you cross me you stuck
I be in the city fuck nigga we ain't ducking shit
All the real niggas street niggas they gone fuck with this
All the real killas trap niggas they gone fuck with this
Head shot run up on Durk pussy better not dead rock
What you gone do from that red dot
Run nigga better have your gun that's on my son nigga
We don't even tote 30s pussy we like drums nigga
Every nigga round me they going to blow for me
Tweak with me foe nem get in them grocery's
I got the city how it supposed to be
I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my ass then I pour a cup of act
I gotta check stash because bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back gang
I gotta make it back gang,gang
I gotta make it back gang gang
I gotta make it back gang gang
I gotta make it back gang gang
Gang gang
Waffle House lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Young Dolph)
[Lil Durk:]
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
Got syrup in my trap house
Something like a waffle house
Touch down in my trap gonna have lil four wipe em out
I swear I'm doing numbers, I fuck her with a rubber
My nigga getting money, so fuck you if you don't love me
These niggas tried to kill me, these niggas tried to hug me
They act like they all love me, wanna copy they a dumby
But my trap has a waffle house
Sipping lean for myself man
Got a bad bitch for desert
Got a bad bitch for desert
Because my trap house like a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
[Young Dolph:]
My trap house rolling
That young nigga global
Trapping out a Rover
Pulled up on your bitch it was hard for her to keep her composure
Cough syrup in my soda
Call my plug say "Hurry up nigga, what's the hold up?"
I got family to feed and customers to please
80 racks on my arm when I roll up my sleeve
Another 50 on the [?] cause' I been booming P's
Sitting in the hot tub, smoking weed and watching TV
Diamonds dancing that know its me when you see me
My phone blowing up, the trap going crazy
They can't get enough, Dolphy got them flavors
I shut your trap down, the best prices in town
It's Dolph
[Lil Durk:]
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
My trap house, a waffle house
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
This Case lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Hypno Carlito)
My little nigga loading up the chopper
My little nigga problem solver
We sold 50, they like 30 poppers
My niggas, they the problem solver, yeah
Turn up, turn up
Feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face
The feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face
Call me my jewelry I need me a [?]
Spend money on hits, I pay for the shooters
I talk to the streets, this money amusing
They say they gonna kill me, but why they ain't do it
Get paper, quick paper
Brick case, free my brick layer
My rollie diamonds, they hit major
Rob me, I erase you
They talking on sight shit, you asking for indictments
Double cup give me brightness
Guns on some dike shit
Sip so much lean that I'm numb
Mama, I carry my gun
Can't end up like ricky
These niggas be hating on me because I'm boys n the hood
No gun, catch a body like suge
This niggas be getting this money
They fucking with me my niggas we get the city turning up
My little nigga loading up the chopper
My little nigga problem solver
We sold 50, they like 30 poppers
My niggas, they the problem solver, yeah
Turn up, turn up
Feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face
The feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face
[Hypno Carlito:]
The feds ain't picking up this case
I give em' the work like a mixtape
Carlito I got it I've been straight
I pick up the work like I lift weights
300 days and 300 nights
The feds wanna talk but I know my rights
Spend whatever on lawyers I don't want no life
Bitch I got the [?] like a motorbike
No I don't fuck with informants
I didn't do it I was touring
Don't come to my house with no warrant
Don't hit my line if it's not important
I spent a few bucks on my mortgage
Hope you get the pic like a portrait
Everything I do big like I'm like norbit
I son all these niggas like orphans
Hypno Carlito don't need no co-sign
Polish shit up that's why Lil Durk just signed me
Play me and Varney you'll get you a line
I just made a million [?]
My little nigga loading up the chopper
My little nigga problem solver
We sold 50, they like 30 poppers
My niggas, they the problem solver, yeah
Turn up, turn up
Feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face
The feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face
My Beyoncé lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. DeJ Loaf)
[Lil Durk:]
Ooh I like the way she move
Shawty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby I know they so confused
Shawty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shawty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé
Trippin' on that drank, but I know she worth it
Independent baby, I know she workin'
Adriana's serving drinks, 20 bottles, urgent
I know it can be better but nobody's perfect
We flirted for a minute, DeJ, that's my baby
I ain't trippin', I'm like Henny, yeah I'm in her kidneys
She like to play her songs to the way I'm hittin' it
Turn around like, "Damn Durk I like the way you hittin' it"
Don't believe the rumors, girl
You know I'll do you, girl
I don't wanna hear the shit about the niggas
That tried to do you, girl
Fuck the past right now
Shawty got you right now
And you hot right now
You can get it right now, baby
Ooh I like the way she move
Shawty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby I know they so confused
Shawty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shawty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé
[DeJ Loaf:]
I let him get it when he want it, knock it down and push up on it
I was plottin' for a while, now I got him where I want him
They didn't understand none of this was planned
99 problems but a bitch better not be none
Na na, na na, yeah yeah
This ain't what he want, I told him that
Leave your girl, be through with that
Get with DeJ, he ain't ever goin' back
He was shy when I seen him, now he smile
Heard a few rumors but they ain't my style
I be hatin' when he out of town
Hotel, I FaceTime you, no towel
They ain't get it but they ain't our problem
What the fuck can they do about it?
Durk and DeJ
I'm thinkin' 'bout changin' my last name
[Lil Durk:]
Ooh I like the way she move
Shawty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby I know they so confused
Shawty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shawty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé
You and I
White dress, flowers, and a suit and tie
Me and you like Bonnie and Clyde
No beat the case, we're do or die
Who am I to say you ain't natural?
Your haters my haters, ain't switchin' up, baby, I got you
I'm with her like a tattoo
The way you wear that dress, they gon' attack you
The way you look at me, baby I got you
I hit it from the front, I like the back too
She say, "Lay down so I can ride you"
I know that she feinding
She scratchin' my back, I like how she screamin'
I fuck her and leave her, she feinding
Shawty my Beyoncé
Ooh I like the way she move
Shawty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby I know they so confused
Shawty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shawty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
On Em lyrics - Lil Durk
Money got me super tripping bitch
Balmain super different bitch
Since a kid I been that nigga bitch
She ain't mad she that nigga bitch
Glock 40 run up and get hit
Turn up on em, Foe'Nem be lit
Miss a shot, bend a block through they shit
Hood love em we ain't tweaking shit
Point Em out Foe'Nem T up on em
You came with nothing Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass stuntin Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass a lame Foe'Nem T up on em
Shooter shoot the shooter, you could meet the rugga
Foe'Nem take his noodles, we only ate 10 noodles
Member struggling stupid, we was never stupid
D-Light going crazy, yeah yeah yeah
Niggas tried to kill me, pussy you ain't there
Niggas said we kidding, you was never there
You was making store, I was making bail
Niggas smoking blunt I was breaking L
Never took a loss, I was repping L's
Smoking Tooka blunt, Smoking Shondale
Have a 40 on me, Opp been tryna kill
I can't go like that, I ain't bro like that
Rest in peace Nooski, why they score like that
40 city shit, I could tour like that
Rap money turn it into trap
Shoot Em up Gang, I be into that
Drive-By Gang, I be into that
I be in the streets while you internet, L
Can't post up cause they'll ride on me
Before the fame had the Mac on me
Please try me, welcome mat on me (come here)
Money got me super tripping bitch
Balmain super different bitch
Since a kid I been that nigga bitch
She ain't mad she that nigga bitch
Glock 40 run up and get hit
Turn up on em, Foe'Nem be lit
Miss a shot, bend a block through they shit
Hood love em we ain't tweaking shit
Point Em out Foe'Nem T up on em
You came with nothing Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass stuntin Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass a lame Foe'Nem T up on em
Robbers rob the robber, nigga ima problem
Always kept a lama put it on my momma
Foe'Nem with the drama, father god I'm drop em
Only reason not, pussy he a tell
Only is he live, mean he gotta go
Catch him off in traffic, pussy better blow
We gon change the score, he gon be a post
Niggas gon be gone, while we do the most
Streets say I done went Hollywood
Bitch I'm OG Bobby Johnson Good
If it was me, bitch you probably would
Rapping all about the gang shit
Last time you was in the hood, huh? (Answer that)
When the last time you was in the hood? Pussy
I'm a B.O.N nigga, I don't fuck with none of you niggas
Shoot a nigga in his shit, cuff a nigga face up
Bitch you wanna talk shit, in the trap I bake some
Niggas talk about robbing, bitch ain't never take none
Money got me super tripping bitch
Balmain super different bitch
Since a kid I been that nigga bitch
She ain't mad she that nigga bitch
Glock 40 run up and get hit
Turn up on em, Foe'Nem be lit
Miss a shot, bend a block through they shit
Hood love em we ain't tweaking shit
Point Em out Foe'Nem T up on em
You came with nothing Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass stuntin Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass a lame Foe'Nem T up on em
Believe It Or No lyrics - Lil Durk
Let's get it
Did drills on that corner, shed blood for that block
Did bid for informants, I'll kill for that block
Out late selling cocoa, had the guns in the spot
Old heads with that old bread will never get a new slot
Believe it or not (believe it or not)
Believe it or not nigga yeah [x4]
Got the spot booming yeah, shopping like it Bloomingdale
Try to hit us with a real nah
Think its Christmas how we moving bells
Take a L that's a mission fail
Pussy nigga don't try again
Cali trips send it through the mail
Hoping UPS not the feds
Me and my thinking is too legit
Took little Charles on stupid shit
Hoping you don't eat no pork my nigga
Fuck around and get your goofy hit
Glock drawn for a mickey mouse
Fuck around and get a goofy hit
Put 200 hundred on the dash nigga
Now I'm going on some movie shit
All the hitter shit started that
15 hundred how you ball with that
Jail call ain't no calling back
Snake me once and I'm falling back
Drop a 8 with a percocet
On the block went to war for that
OTF go to war for that
OTF I go to war for them
Did drills on that corner, shed blood for that block
Did big for informants, I'll kill for that block
Out late selling coka, had the guns in the spot
Old heads with that old bread will never get a new slot
Believe it or not (believe it or not)
Believe it or not nigga yeah [x4]
Every Night lyrics - Lil Durk ("300 Days, 300 Nights" Version)
I was born real, that's how I'm gone die
Nigga say he real but I know he a lie
Momma used to worry, baby you ain't gotta cry
It ain't nothing but killers by my side
Down to ride
I be out here every night, every night, every night
I be out here every night, every night, every night
I be out here every night, every night, every night
I be out here every night, every night, every night
She wanna suck on my ethika
I'mma pull up in a Tesla
Got them all mad cause I'm sexting her
She with me while you texting her
I'm in the trenches in vintage
I should nail all of my bitches yeah
I just put roleys on wrists, yeah
I want it all and i meant it
I'm getting money cause I'm a star
You should see me pulling out a lot
Christian my shoes my religion true
I just look up and say, help me god
Niggas is bitches and they so fraud
Don't look away, you know who you are
Hold up your audemars
Let's get it!
I was born real, that's how I'm gone die
Nigga say he real but I know he a lie
Momma used to worry, baby you ain't gotta cry
It ain't nothing but killers by my side
Down to ride
I be out here every night, every night, every night
I be out here every night, every night, every night
I be out here every night, every night, every night
I be out here every night, every night, every night
Pop out the cut with the fifty
Ape on me, feel like I'm fifty
Smoking on opps I get trippy
You said I was broke, boy you kidding
I feel like a hero this H on me
Bitches be dying just to taste on me
The feds put a rico case on me
Fifty a show its not make believe
I do a scarf for a belt
Robbers I don't need no help
I told all my brothers I'm there
Pour me a eight in a samp
Wanna feel my pain just sip
Wanna feel my pain just sip
You wanna feel my pain just sip
You wanna feel my pain just sip
I was born real, that's how I'm gone die
Nigga say he real but I know he a lie
Momma used to worry, baby you ain't gotta cry
It ain't nothing but killers by my side
Down to ride
I be out here every night, every night, every night
I be out here every night, every night, every night
I be out here every night, every night, every night
I be out here every night, every night, every night
Spent Me lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Meek Mill)
[Lil' Durk:]
I got it when it was a drought
I got it when nobody tried
My niggas they counted me in
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
I had to get back on my shit I had to go and get it
Cause I do it for the trap niggas
I had to get back on my shit and go and get it
I keep my distance from these rap niggas
I feel like I started this shit
Lil' Durk I'm the heart of this shit
Sosa Sosa Ressey Ressey me, I'm like Pac in this shit
It's my arrogance saying
T-Farris can't spend me, moon dawg can't spend me
And these others niggas spend me
Niggas ain't give me my fame
Niggas ain't saying my name
Think about taking my chain
Thinking that I was a stain
Look at me now, look at the clout
Look at my diamonds, look at my house
Look at my bitch, look at trap
Look at me now fuck nigga look at me now
I got it when it was a drought
I got it when nobody tried
My niggas they counted me in
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
I had to get back on my shit I had to go and get it
Cause I do it for the trap niggas
I had to get back on my shit and go and get it
I keep my distance from these rap niggas
[Meek Mill:]
Nigga counted me out, should've counted me in
Fuck up the count on the milli, fuck it we count it again
Niggas they never could kill me, I'm going out with the win
I'm going out with my 30, banging on you and your friend
Bending the corner just me and Omelly we riding the seven
I pull up on niggas they never could touch in bulletproof Caddies
I'm hitting up BB and I'm calling Lolo to bring through the ladders
They bend through your corner they hitting whoever it don't even matter
Creeping through my block I'm looking for my man
Pussy nigga made me go and spend a hundred grand
The type of murder that your mama wouldn't understand
I bring it to him brown bag with the rubber band
[Lil' Durk:]
I got it when it was a drought
I got it when nobody tried
My niggas they counted me in
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
I had to get back on my shit I had to go and get it
Cause I do it for the trap niggas
I had to get back on my shit and go and get it
I keep my distance from these rap niggas
I was all in it when nobody cared
Chino [?] was there
Niggas around I know they ain't care
Hit the street with that rally on me
That pussy fucking go mileage on it
Every song every bar I'm spazzing on 'em
Daddy had told me behave myself
The streets and the hoes so he paid the debt
One thing had told me be real and be young nigga
Nigga was screaming to save yourself
In the hood with that gun up on me
Money, lean, and my son up on me
Watch out for the phony homie they money hungry
The hood and the ghetto they told me go get it
My mama and daddy had told me go get it
The niggas beside me told me go get it
Go get it while these fuck niggas gon' spend me
I got it when it was a drought
I got it when nobody tried
My niggas they counted me in
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
When everybody counted me out
I had to get back on my shit I had to go and get it
Cause I do it for the trap niggas
I had to get back on my shit and go and get it
I keep my distance from these rap niggas
Jump Off lyrics - Lil Durk
Playing with Glocks that was a sport
Momma told me to get back on that porch
Had no money, trap house slow
Robbing and hustling was so important
Niggas was telling, feds in motion
Everything they doing was being recorded
Fed taking pictures and we posing
Hopping in and out of them porches
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Jumped off the porch
(all my niggas they so real)
I been jumped off the porch
(all my niggas they'll kill)
I been jumped off the porch
(tell my niggas it's a drill)
I been jumped off the porch
I was down when the war was strong
They told us chill out
Half sleep when the sheriffs came (sorry momma)
They told us get out
It was a drought, I had a doubt
Me, I was sleeping on my homie couch
Had to wake up with this crack in my mouth
Heard his mommas telling me to get out
Caught me a case
Bitches be on me because I'm the new Ye
This is my city where killers don't play
Gotta keep killers around where you lay
Link card cut short she on public aid
Everybody love but my niggas stay
Before we was raided
We was killing these roaches with raid
My niggas was killing for J's
RIP to Nuski Bae
We miss you
Same L's, same blood, same tissue
We killing any niggas that diss
I was playing with them Glocks
Playing with Glocks that was a sport
Momma told me to get back on that porch
Had no money, trap house slow
Robbing & hustling was so damn important
Niggas was telling , feds in motion
Everything they doing was being recorded
Fed taking pictures and we posing
Hopping in and out of them porches
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Jumped off the porch
(all my niggas they so real)
I been jumped off the porch
(all my niggas they'll kill)
I been jumped off the porch
(tell my niggas it's a drill)
I been jumped off the porch
On My Soul lyrics - Lil Durk
Go through so much, nobody know
Hand on my pipe can't trust a soul
Times ain't the same we getting old
These niggas fu they get exposed
That's on my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul
Devil want my soul, my soul, my soul
Who said I sold my soul for gold and clothes and hoes
No, no, no, no, no, no
Feel my pain, how you feel my shoes, can't feel my name
Once I hit the top I ain't gone change that's on my soul
Once you know about waking up in the middle of the snow
Seeing the news watching people dead that you know
I lost niggas but family different
My niggas family so tell me what's different
I came in late selling packs, momma tripping
I'm feeding family so tell me who get it
I ain't go to school I was on that block
I needed education, I forgot
You could forgive but never forget
Whatever I'm with my niggas they with
Go through so much, nobody know
Hand on my pipe can't trust a soul
Times ain't the same we getting old
These niggas fu they get exposed
That's on my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul
Devil want my soul, my soul, my soul
Who said I sold my soul for gold and clothes and hoes
No, no, no, no, no, no
I know the consequences of my actions
Knew I'll be rich when I start rapping
When shit was real, when niggas lacking
Just made our city murder capital
I said fuck school I was always absent
Niggas need oscars, they always acting
Niggas is bitches they always reacting
I tell a nigga he get clapped like magic
Me and my niggas we been through so much
For that band my niggas get you touched
Break your legs that ain't enough
And this my city ain't letting up
That's on my soul
Go through so much, nobody know
Hand on my pipe can't trust a soul
Times ain't the same we getting old
These niggas fu they get exposed
That's on my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul
Devil want my soul, my soul, my soul
Who said I sold my soul fuck gold and clothes and hoes
No, no, no, no, no, no
Nobody lyrics - Lil Durk
My niggas down to catch a body, ohhh!
Shout J.D out man
King of Chicago man
Niggas know how the fuck we rocking squad
I'm telling these niggas, You hear me
L's
Fuck all the opp niggas, my niggas pop niggas
Slide through and they drop niggas
No soda they pop niggas
Fuck niggas don't rock wit us
We don't rock with
Nobodyyyyy, nobodyyyyy (nobody, nobody)
You ain't no killer you ain't kill nobody (bow!)
I sip on that lean I don't sip wit nobody (I'm sipping on lean I don't sip wit nobody)
When I was locked up, I ain't have nobody (nobody)
I'm talking bout nobodyyyyy (nobodyy)
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Cut up for a check
Why diss he ain't where I'm at
My block my city where I'm at
Nobody never gave me shit
Now got this pint of this act
When niggas ain't never give me shit
My momma was struggling tryna borrow with [?]
To make sure we was with
Never with out
You ain't gone shoot pussy, you never whip out
Twenty-five city tour off a mixtape
Nigga look at the clout
No shoes to designer nigga look at me now
No sleep to a mansion nigga look at my house
If no one know, you should you know
Paid for guns, paid for lawyers
Paid my dudes funerals
Nobody was in my corner
Nobody gave me shit, I had earned it
And I told my gang I wasn't done
In my corner it was nobody
Fuck all the opp niggas, my niggas pop niggas
Slide through and they drop niggas
No soda they pop niggas
Fuck niggas don't rock wit us
We don't rock with
Nobodyyyyy, nobodyyyyy (nobody, nobody)
You ain't no killer you ain't kill nobody (bow!)
I sip on that lean I don't sip wit nobody (I'm sipping on lean I don't sip wit nobody)
When I was locked up, I ain't have nobody (nobody)
I'm talking bout nobodyyyyy (nobodyy)
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
30 on me, 50 on me
Bape on me, safe on me
Trap with me, wraith on me
Broke boys get away from me
Bad bitches want to taste on me
Choppa bullets don't play homie, let it spray homie
Bitch nigga, today can be your day homie
Lil Durk bitch I'm with that (gang)
Pussy get kidnapped (aye)
Pussy just sit back, five 30 like a Kitkat
Dogpound with me, rest in peace little Polo shawty
I just pulled off in a Audi
Nigga should not had doubted me
Before all this rap shit been savage
Look at my clarity diamonds
Ever since I been with shawty
These bitches been eyeing me (get out of here [x2])
These niggas is bitches I know they some hoes
Let's get it, L's
(Where you going?!)
I'm ridin through lamron wit all of my woes!
Fuck all the opp niggas (gang), my niggas pop niggas (blrrrr, bow!)
Slide through and they drop niggas
No soda they pop niggas
Fuck niggas don't rock wit us
We don't rock with
Nobodyyyyy, nobodyyyyy (nobody, nobody)
You ain't no killer you ain't kill nobody (bow!)
I sip on that lean I don't sip wit nobody (I'm sipping on lean I don't sip wit nobody)
When I was locked up, I ain't have nobody (nobody)
I'm talking bout nobodyyyyy (nobodyy)
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Street Nigga lyrics - Lil Durk
For my kids, I'll shoot a nigga
Can't name a nigga realer
Man in the system they'll lose them niggas
You a 2015 killer
Man I told you I'm a street nigga
Get money with my street niggas
I ain't never been a leech nigga
Pick up my gun I'm in these streets nigga
Album drop, album hot, 30K Bentley flop
Album number two in the country and they got me high
Yeah cause I can’t depend on these niggas
They sell their soul for weed nigga
Get caught for a body do weeks nigga
When I'm around don't speak nigga
You a leech nigga
Remember them days no sleep nigga
I was in town I just had nowhere to sleep nigga
Mama told me I was gifted
Don't sit on your ass and go get it
Daddy still locked up but he still a clout boy [?]
Never went to school on my block nigga
'Fore Bobby I was a hard nigga
Wack a P.O I drop nigga
FN Black were the cop killers
And I've been on my own, never been the type to call niggas
I'ma ball nigga
And they pray on my down fall nigga
For my kids, I'll shoot a nigga
Can't name a nigga realer
Man in the system they'll lose them niggas
You a 2015 killer
Man I told you I'm a street nigga
Get money with my street niggas
I ain't never been a leech nigga
Pick up my gun I'm in these streets nigga
Mud lyrics - Lil Durk
Ever since I built my bucks
I don't get the same love
And I told my niggas I ain't never switchin' up
Started with zero niggas, now I'm zero niggas cause
Had to get it on my own and they ain't givin' two fucks
But I got it from the mud
Got it from the mud
I got it from the mud
I got it from the mud
And nobody helped me from the start
So nobody don't gotta be apart
Fuck the other side, there's loyalty in my blood
Can't trip about designer cause I got it from the mud
Sprite dirty, Crush dirty, like I got it from the mud
I owe you, you can't get it from me so take a slug
South Side of my city and I grew up where the wars at
No school but I walked with plenty books inside my book bag
Teacher say I'ma be dead in jail with my lil ass
Now she callin' me to do a show where she book at
30K for a show, take 15 for a feature
The streets are dirty bitch gotta be hungry or they'll eat you
Gave bro 21 long distance, lawyers couldn't reach it
He ain't tryna hear it thought cause he tired of niggas preachin
Ever since I built my bucks
I don't get the same love
And I told my niggas I ain't never switchin' up
Started with zero niggas, now I'm zero niggas cause
Had to get it on my own and they ain't givin' two fucks
But I got it from the mud
Got it from the mud
I got it from the mud
I got it from the mud
And nobody helped me from the start
So nobody don't gotta be apart
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