500 Homicides lyrics - Lil Durk
Oh!, these niggas ain't gangstas
Stay tryna take my lil homie off the streets huh
Free 'Nine bitch!
We still got real niggas out here (so everybody gangsta now huh?)
Where you from nigga?
Free the gas man, you ain't from where we from
I told my niggas we gon' make it man
It's a fucking movement man
We a fucking family, we ain't a gang
OTF, (SQUAD!)
These niggas is bitches, getting info from bitches
Go and tell to the piggies
I'm tryna get riches, and stay on that business
3 bro niggas snitching, my case almost over
You lucky it wasn't pendant
I put 2 in his limit, this 4-5 a limit
Extended clip for his niggas
And he ain't shit to his niggas
We don't hesitate, from DD and Bébé's just know that the opps ain't never safe
Load up the Glock, and reload the 8
Do a drill on the op, no clones I see dots
ACGs for the God's church and one power rock
I'm on the block
Hope my tape don't flop, and it go gold when it drop
I'm not a liar, start D'ing them baggies, and we risking indictment
Just to get flier than the first day ticket, united 300, the riot
Murder murder, kill kill, in the jam I'll never squeal
My label only time I deal
I fuck with GB's most king snapes, foes into niggas under kneel
Silver spoon, you don't know how hunger feel
Dreaming 'bout 100 mil, step on that kerb with 100 pills
Western Union money to bro and them, in the cell doing 20 years
And I lost a couple of these niggas, and they ain't never seen 20 years, oh!
Heard them die when I was out of town, shit happen when I'm not around
Slide through every opp block and we up shots till they not around
What's up with this twitter beef?
Thought we was keepin' it in the streets?
They mad I'm in the winner seat, from the summer time 'till winter breeze
And choppa squeeze, bitch go blaat, blaat, blaat!
I ain't even gotta rap, (rap, rap) racks in 'em trap (trap, trap)
One time no light bulb, bro n 'em got a lamp, (lamp, lamp)
Where you from you ain't stamped (stamp, stamp)
Niggas know we the champ (champ, champ)
Got niggas sneak dissin', it ain't rap
Make a real nigga gotta spit facts
Got some niggas saying keep it only rap
That's how these old niggas stay on the map
Headshot, we ain't getting into that
Niggas tellin' hands full of pins and packs
Grab a pack, blood bleeding real bad
Doin' hit in a coupe, in a Range, or an Audi
Fuck a nigga doubt me
All on my dick when they see me
Knowing this bitch wanna be me
Hell yea you can die over a retweet
I'm grabbing my pole on mimi
I can't see a nigga like Stevie
I won't tell, I'll take me a BG
Let's get it!
GANG!
Amber Alert lyrics - Lil Durk
[Young Thug:]
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
[Hook:]
What they sneak dissing 'bout? Got shooters to get 'em out
For a feature from me, a nigga a get and gone
My niggas killers, my niggas killers
I'mma amber his ass and now niggas missing
I'm talking amber alert, amber alert
My shooters they shoot first I'm talking amber alert
Where I'm from we get em gone I'm talking amber alert
Not a nigga missing, talking amber alert
[Verse 1 - Lil Durk:]
Can't no nigga say Durk ain't never posted up
Two gun cases, taking chances after party's gone
April 26, when we in that twenty-six
No 52 bars, behind bars he 52 in that bitch
I said street niggas strong like bleach nigga
Forty turn a sweet nigga, caught a case and not a week nigga
The price is right, call Bob Barky off the speed nigga
Nigga close to 'em, I'mma do 'em for that fee nigga
$1500 on my Balenciagas.
Niggas mad at you, you in that jam you ain't sell 'em nothing
You letting all your boys ride, you be fronting
A-Amber his ass like oh
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Lil Durk:]
She just cancelled all my shows, cost my show money
Niggas act like they got it, ID don't show money
I spend it, can't die with it or I can't grow money
Had millions back in 93 ninety shows from me
When I say bro in that cut I ain't just talking lyrics
I got niggas thinking my shoes is under penny
I side with them and got them calling saying "I can't"
Got my deal got these niggas in they feelings
Put two bricks on 'em, he dead by six something
How you hit that that lick and ain't get nothing?
So quit stunting, just quit fronting
I'm flexing and finessing I be shitting on 'em
[Hook]
Like Me lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Jeremih)
[Hook: Jeremih]
She don't know about real niggas, she don't know no boss
She don't know about foreign cars, she don't what that cost
She don't know about love, she don't know what that is
She don't know about riding round and spending it like this
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Now she wanna fuck
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Hit the club with a nigga like me
Do drugs with a nigga like me
Fall in love with a nigga like me
And never love another nig, never love another nigga like me
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Have you ever met a Chi town nigga?
Girl I heard you need a go-getter
You ain't never meet a rapper
With the swag of a savage and a dope dealer
I'm the realest nigga that you see
I know you tired of them broke niggas
Heard he bought you a bag for a G
Why you fuckin' with them broke niggas?
Gingerale in a fifth of liquor
Where you going girl I'm going with ya
Ride with me cause I'm number one
Two bitches, Malcolm in the middle
Fly to Vegas, bet life
Legs in the air, call it jet life
Shawty give me top with the neck like
Shit gave me life, I can't get right, I can't get right
[Verse 2: Jeremih]
Got you jacuzzi water on a hundred
Got your tempo on a hundred, let it bubble up
Need a bad bitch, tryna be a bad girl
You know I'm tryna trouble up
Buy everything she wants two times, baby double up
Say she need more niggas out here like me
Cause there's not enough
[Hook: Jeremih]
She don't know about real niggas, she don't know no boss
She don't know about foreign cars, she don't what that cost
She don't know about love, she don't know what that is
She don't know about riding round and spending it like this
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Now she wanna fuck
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Hit the club with a nigga like me
Do drugs with a nigga like me
Fall in love with a nigga like me
And never love another nig, never love another nigga like me
[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
You ain't never been in my town nigga
A good place to go but the murder rate's so ridiculous
Fell in love with some R&B bitch
And I know that it's good for the fame and the image
Shawty gave me head like a penny
But she should coco
Ain't really been in love in a minute
It won't hurt if no one know about me
Fuck a bag off, no make up you look better with your mask off
Rich nigga wanna buzz, like to brag y'all
But a nigga like me, ain't no nigga like me
I'm a Boss, Hugo
Rich nigga since birth, you know
You my bitch don't get mad, Cujo
Nigga like me
I'm that nigga, nigga
Gettin' money since a little nigga
Shawty thinks she the shit, but she could be a little thicker
Fuck on my name and a little liquor
I got em pissed, I'm the shit nigga
So why do they hate? I gotta get cake
These niggas so fake, so stay out my way
Ain't too many niggas like me
[Hook: Jeremih]
She don't know about real niggas, she don't know no boss
She don't know about foreign cars, she don't what that cost
She don't know about love, she don't know what that is
She don't know about riding round and spending it like this
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Now she wanna fuck
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Hit the club with a nigga like me
Do drugs with a nigga like me
Fall in love with a nigga like me
And never love another nig, never love another nigga like me
Lord Don't Make Me Do It lyrics - Lil Durk
[Hook:]
Sometimes I get the urge to kill a bitch (kill that ho)
And I ain't even violent (and I ain't even violent)
That's why a nigga gotta plead the fifth (I gotta plead the fifth)
Sometimes it's good to stay silent (it's good to stay silent)
Lord don't make me do it (lord don't make me do it) [x8]
(let's get it)
[Verse 1 - Lil Durk:]
She steady threatening me with these court dates (I ain't scared)
Unfollow bitches from my Insta (stupid ass bitch)
That's why I'm single like I am (let's get it)
And I'll never be a Mr (can't wife these hoes)
See my twenty steady breaking up my window
So I gotta chill, stay low in these rims though
Just how he hit it, he gon' make an example of me
Shit, and I gotta case pending (let's get it)
Cause these hoes steady calling my ho
Had this bitch steady breaking my code
Is it my finger prints from my 5S
Or one of my stuck up ass hoes?
Hold up let me think, let me take a drink
Cause I don't really know if no one care what a motherfucker think (don't give a fuck)
I'mma go crazy (I'mma go crazy), I'mma go crazy (I'mma go crazy)
And nobody sane (let's get it!)
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Lil Durk:]
Out of all your friends you the best (you I choose)
So I won't cheat on you for them that ain't my status (ho I'm sorry)
Fucking with these broke ass niggas (they broke), don't know what cash is (let's get it)
See I just spent like twenty on a car, I got twenty in glasses
What you mad at me for?
Bitch stop tripping like you ain't never had it before (bitch you had it)
And you gon' give me that ass, one time you gon' give me that work
Bitch get on my nerve (I hate that ho)
I'mma fuck all your friends to get easy (get easy), you mad why you tweaking? (bitch)
Should've told the judge you gon' let me see my kids every weekend
I do it cause I'm rich, I ain't really gotta reason (I'm rich)
I'm packing my shit and I'm leaving
[Hook]
Don't Judge Me lyrics - Lil Durk
[Hook:]
They be tryna judge me
I thought that they loved me
But they don't really know me
Please don't judge me (don't judge), don't judge me (don't judge)
They be tryna judge me
They don't know my story
Tell me why they hate me
Don't judge me (don't judge me), don't judge me (don't judge me)
[Verse 1 - Lil Durk:]
Loyalty was the key to these street niggas (let's get it)
Chains, cars, cribs, since a kid I used to think I was Meech nigga
Starving, crib full of family I can't sleep without balling
So I watch these rolls play (often)
Aunty died from cancer so I rap to keep the laugh
I'd rather pray when I'm alone than steady giving shit to pastors
Steady gone since I was a pamp, we get out when I'm a pamp
Old and a dead man, hands still on the hammer
Niggas talking 'bout they my mans and we friends
Where you was you at when that man with that lanz offered me ten?
Shackled up, with the niggas that we hit with the fan
Eating shit that we gathered in blan
President still black, I hope he change shit
Niggas out here fifty, doing the same shit
When he say he got my back it rain pit
Don't judge me, I know the streets love me (yeah, talk to 'em)
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Lil Durk:]
Dope dealers, cold killers, they want niggas told nigga
Half them killers told on 'em, had my chopper and road with 'em
My mouth close though, I can't snitch on a nigga
Pillow talking to ops and hoes, bitch of a nigga
Summer nights, all them drugs made me kill shit
I lost so many niggas if they down I ain't feel shit
Been on IG with me nigga, the feel rent
Them niggas just made me, I kept it real with it and they ain't loyal though
Mind of a psycho twelve posted on light poles
Sold crack to the light though, going crazy I might though
RIP who I cry to, hold my hands on my head cause I got to
Yeah, I'm loyal nigga
[Hook]
Tryna' Tryna' lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Logic)
[Pre-Hook - Lil Durk:]
Cut that music off, I ain't wit' other shit (I'm tryna' turn up)
I ain't tryna chill baby, I'm wit that fuckin' shit ( I'm tryna' turn up)
You came for me, well I came from nothin', shit (I'm tryna' turn up)
You ain't fuckin' with me, then who you fuckin' with?
[Hook - Lil Durk:]
I'm just tryna', tryna',tryna',tryna'(turn up)
All this money, I'm just really tryna'(turn up)
With the gang, and I'm really tryna (turn up)
This my city, and I'm tryna tryna (turn up)
[Verse 1 - Lil Durk:]
How many licks do it take till you get to the center of her mouth?
She geekin', she tweakin' we turnt up we got it, we all in the pot
KOD, QOD, Magic, we fuckin the sacks up in five
Gas and mud I be off the drugs, don't touch
I'm feelin' a little cocky
They ring any bitches wanna fuck now
Pop bottles like I won a fuckin' touchdown
If you sober, scoot over, I do drugs now
Party prolly got me all in the clubs now
Pour some lean with no coco, we rockin' rollies, no JoJo
And we off the drinks so slow mo, I get twenty a show, no promo
Bitches get naked and do it for the Vine (bitches get naked do it for the Vine)
So she gon' turn up and do it for the guys (turn up and do it for the guys)
She sippin' on Henny, she mix it wit' Remy, she suckin' on me while I pull on her Remy
She shy like the city but change for them Benji's, the mula, the Fendis
I turn up for (what)
[Pre-Hook - Lil Durk:]
Cut that music off, I ain't wit' other shit (I'm tryna' turn up)
I ain't tryna chill baby, I'm wit that fuckin' shit ( I'm tryna' turn up)
You came for me, well I came from nothin', shit (I'm tryna' turn up)
You ain't fuckin' with me, then who you fuckin' with?
[Hook - Lil Durk:]
I'm just tryna', tryna',tryna',tryna'(turn up)
All this money, I'm just really tryna'(turn up)
With the gang, and I'm really tryna (turn up)
This my city, and I'm tryna tryna (turn up)
[Verse 2 - Logic:]
Dressed up in that white linen, all black windows
I had to tint 'em
That work work, put 'em in the dirt
Let em' all lurk, know I had to get up with Durk
We never hurt, hurt know the deal, tour sold out
So you know its real
From the Chi City to the fuckin' bank, Sinatra
Money I've been Frank
Lemme get it I got it never feelin' divided only on the
Real though
How you feel though, V's up, keep it trill though
Oh yeah, one time [x2]
Bitch I been under pressure always giving it everything
That I got
Never the lesser turn on my compressor
Its right on the dresser
Been ruling the game and nobody could measure
I know it's ...
[Bridge - Logic:]
You and me
You and me
They don' give a damn who I am
Bitch I'm doing me (you and me)
I said its you and me
I know who I am ,don't give a damn
Bitch I'm doing me
[Pre-Hook - Lil Durk:]
Cut that music off, I ain't wit' other shit (I'm tryna' turn up)
I ain't tryna chill baby, I'm wit that fuckin' shit ( I'm tryna' turn up)
You came for me, well I came from nothin', shit (I'm tryna' turn up)
You ain't fuckin' with me, then who you fuckin' with?
[Hook - Lil Durk:]
I'm just tryna', tryna',tryna',tryna'(turn up)
All this money, I'm just really tryna'(turn up)
With the gang, and I'm really tryna (turn up)
This my city, and I'm tryna tryna (turn up)
Higher lyrics - Lil Durk
[Hook:]
One thing I hate is a liar
Niggas don't know me
They act like my homie
And hate on me and my attire
I just put on, for me and my city
And ever since, shit been on fire
I'm good, but I'm tryna get higher
Bitch I'm a dog, I'm a fighter, yeah
Higher [x7]
Yeah
I'ma keep it G' like I been
Looking for the money like a friend
Sleeping on me like a Xan'
This is my blessing, my plan
I wanna thank all my fans
To y'all I'm forever the man
Fall off like most of these rappers
I don't even like most of these rappers (Fuck 'em)
Either you gang, squad, hitters, killers, savages, or trappers (Be yourself lil' nigga)
I'm a bossed up savage ass nigga, and ima stack up (let's get it)
Durk in the club, call for the backup (Brrrr! Bow!)
He gone make it rain
Dead people, and poor up the liquor (Bubbly, bubbly)
Ima get money
Give me my credit, instead of taking it from me (let's get it)
The burner is on me (bow!)
I'll shoot, but I don't condone it (Nooo)
Ion wanna rent shit. I'd rather own it (let's get it)
Free my niggas I hate that phony shit
Two cups and I get higher
[Hook:]
One thing I hate is a liar
Niggas don't know me
They act like my homie
And hate on me and my attire
I just put on, for me and my city
And ever since, shit been on fire
I'm good, but I'm tryna get higher
Bitch I'm a dog, I'm a fighter, yeah
Higher [x7]
Yeah
Pass me a cup, I need to get high
Real street nigga, I don't need to lie
Nigga my shoes, he been want to die
Cry, marry the streets like a bride
Remember my name, in case and if I
Money and family it do not compare
My brother was here. No one was there
Stressed, and pulling out hair
Price is at a higher
For the people that's dead
Poor up and... hold you up a lighter
Be silent one time, one time like, ohhhh
One time, one time like, ohhhh, yeah
Don't understand me like "Signed to the Streets"
Look at my son, remind me of me
Niggas is bitches, and apples don't fall far from the tree
Gave 'em the chance, like the rapper (yeah)
So that was they chapter (one time)
With this forty ima go cray' cray' (let's get it)
So don't get mixed in the massacre (Bow, bow, bow!)
I'm tryna get higher
[Hook:]
One thing I hate is a liar
Niggas don't know me
They act like my homie
And hate on me and my attire
I just put on, for me and my city
And ever since, shit been on fire
I'm good, but I'm tryna get higher
Bitch I'm a dog, I'm a fighter, yeah
Higher [x7]
Yeah
Resume lyrics - Lil Durk
We sell liquid dope (gang!)
The weed man online (Let's get it!)
Damn...
I was deep in the field on this street shit
Late night I was starving ain't eat shit
Studio thinking hits, tryna get rich
Hanging with a lot of niggas that was counterfeit
I was too real tote a blue steel
Had a deal, had a deagle
No deal, I was breaking packs
Had to feed and go kill, post till I had M's
Then I had to go chill with a couple racks
I'm a real man
Studio 24 like a Laker fan
Street shit, had to take it in
One time out late I ain't take it in
I had to make amends
See you the red light
Creep on you with the red light
Strip a forty, getcha head right
I'ma side slide
Ion't know nothing I was on the road doing shows so bye bye
We're connected like WiFi
Ion't know shit I can't tell on my guys
Smoking on this spinach game, Popeye
And my niggas do a drill
Nigga up pipe call it show and tell
Light a nigga brain like emmit till
Do a drill, they for real, they'll kill
Going outside to these streets, yeah
This street shit ain't for everybody (no, no, no, no, no)
So I'm tell this shit to everybody (no, no, no, no, no)
So stay in yo lane (stay in yo lane)
You can't fit in with this crowd (nah)
Whats yo resume nigga? (what's your resume?)
You ain't no killer (you ain't no killer nigga)
I'm asking what's your resume nigga? (what's your resume nigga?)
I heard you ain't no killer (nah, nah, nah, nah)
Who with this street shit?
We was hugging them corners
Niggas snitching they informing
Street shit was important
Back then I couldn't afford it
Yellow ice bitch stone Jeff Ford shit
They see how he spending them forges
Tryna rob me M and place
With no face
I'm talking 'bout arm and hammer baking soda
If the block dry then I'm taking over
Police they take it I'ma make it over
Give me a brick and I'ma break it over
You ready, I'm ready
You with it, I'm with it
Let's get it, you talk but don't get it
Put D in that skillet
I'm tryna get millions
I'm tryna get rich
Shit rich
Talking drug money, blood money
I love money, I wanna hug money
What Your Life Like lyrics - Lil Durk
What your life like?
The streets is my hustle, I've been through the struggle
Where them people be with you, but they really don't love you
I'm addicted to sidewalks, I'm workin', no time off
Gotta gain that time lost
I'ma ask them niggas, tell me what your life like
Tell me what your life like, nigga tell me what your life like
Tell me what your life like, nigga tell me what your life like
You can't turn up on them social sites, thinkin' it's gon' be alright
Beef at 6, he dead by 6 o'clock, on the dot that night
Ain't easy where I'm at, why? Stick up man, he love that shit
Go to jail, she fuck your man, you write and call, don't love that bitch
I ride with too much auto-tune, I heard that shit before
This my life, I run my life, your life, I seen that shit before
My mixtape drop, I crash the site, don't be lurkin' after night
Shooters hungry and these snakes is bologna, that's their appetite
Welcome to these city streets
No gang related car crash, and he still won't get no money from these city streets
My crazy life, no YG
Ask the Lord, why me?
I know my name, it's on my ID
The streets is my hustle, I've been through the struggle
Where them people be with you, but they really don't love you
I'm addicted to sidewalks, I'm workin', no time off
Gotta gain that time lost
I'ma ask them niggas, tell me what your life like
Tell me what your life like, nigga tell me what your life like
Tell me what your life like, nigga tell me what your life like
They say the murder started after Ls, now my phone got shit to tell
Take it wrong, they got it after "Dis Ain't What U Want"
Nigga this ain't what you want, got that call, they cancelled 20 shows
That's money down the drain, I got kids, don't take it wrong
Fuck all this peace shit, I'm with this beef shit
Don't ask me to leave shit, if I do it won't mean shit
Like will I be rich? 10 years, will I be shit? After all I am the shit
Got the label all on my dick
Name my niggas' names in a song, police mask the face
I do it for the Vine not knowin' that it's buildin' case
Started from the building base, I got a bill to pay
Why the fuck these niggas steady hate?
The streets is my hustle, I've been through the struggle
Where them people be with you, but they really don't love you
I'm addicted to sidewalks, I'm workin', no time off
Gotta gain that time lost
I'ma ask them niggas, tell me what your life like
Tell me what your life like, nigga tell me what your life like
Tell me what your life like, nigga tell me what your life like
Why Me lyrics - Lil Durk
Yeah
Is it my jewels?
Yeahhh
Is it my car?
Is it my bitches?
Why Me? Why Me?
Somebody give me a good reason
I don't know
[Hook:]
Why Me? [x5]
I don't know
Why me? [x4]
I don't know
Why me? [x5]
I don't know
Why me? [x4]
Fuck, I don't know I don't know why she wanna fuck me now (I don't know)
Fuck, I don't know I don't know
Fuck, I don't know I don't know why she wanna fuck me now (I don't know)
Fuck , I don't know I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
Why she wanna fuck I don't know
Might even be for the clothes or the bands for the rolls
Might be the bottles and the bottles in the club we go
Why Me?
Cause I got on spikes no Nike
Every pic that I got she be liking (yeah)
That's how I know that she like me
Why you got a name on your eye?
Cause he don't supposed to be here (abortion)
Why you like to go through my phone no porsches, cause the voices
I don't know why, Is it cause I'm from the Chi?
Or the 4s that I put on the ride or the 4s that I pour on the ice?
I don't know
All I know that I can't lose
Bang Bro your ho so we came too
So we can't lose
So why me?
I don't know [x5]
All i know that she just wanna fuck
[Hook:]
Why Me? [x5]
I don't know
Why me? [x4]
I don't know
Why me? [x5]
I don't know
Why me? [x4]
Fuck, I don't know I don't know why she wanna fuck me now (I don't know)
Fuck, I don't know I don't know
Fuck, I don't know I don't know why she wanna fuck me now (I don't know)
Fuck , I don't know I don't know
Louie or Gucci? I don't know
American or foreign? I don't know
The streets, but it's money promoters is throwing
I don't know
These bitches be tripping [?]
I'ma chase a bag
Ghetto (Grew Up) lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Hypno Carlito)
Ghetto, yeah I grew up in the ghetto
Let's get it
L's
[Hook - Lil Durk:]
(I grew up like that)
Nothing to eat, nowhere to sleep, nowhere to go
People to meet, I'm from these streets
(I grew up like that)
Steady going to funerals, steady going to interviews
Not going too far, so I stick to the wall
(I grew up like that)
I grew up in the ghetto
Where niggas don't make it out like that
(I grew up like that)
I grew up in the ghetto
Where my niggas don't make it out like that
[Verse 1 - Lil Durk:]
I grew up with fam
I grew up with niggas that call me fam
I grew up with niggas who state they man
I grew up with niggas who got in that jam
I grew up with niggas doing life in the can
One time, fighting for land
But I grew up in the ghetto
Times I ain't eat nun, go to school just to eat lunch
No kid watching re-runs, wake up doing re-runs
My momma, my opponent (let's get it)
These millions I'm on it
And I gotta eat nigga
On the corners everyday with the lights out
Walk in broad day with the pipes out
Waking up middle night with the lights out
So why these niggas faking?
I pray to God that I make it
I tell my momma I can't take it (the ghetto)
[Hook - Lil Durk]
[Verse 2 - Hypno Carlito:]
C-C-Came up in the ghetto
People tell me keep my head up my whole life
If I didn't have nothing, I'm fed up
B-B-Bitches out here, just shut up
Rest in peace my lil shawty
I promise I wish I could write you a letter
And I miss you momma
I trap like it's life because no one is promised tomorrow
Pray to my father
Lord forgive me for sins I committed
But this is the way that we living
Why can't no one see my vision?
Remember the basement, remember my aunty would beat me because of the dishes
Couldn't wait to get grown, say to myself when I make it I'm gone from you bitches
[Bridge:]
Even though a nigga tryna make it out I still got love for the (ghetto [x3])
I can't change, I was raised in the (ghetto [x3])
Made me who I am and I love the (ghetto [x3])
[Hook - Lil Durk]
(I grew up in the ghetto)
Why they faking, why they faking?
Remember My Name lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. King Popo)
[King Popo:]
Don't forget about me
This bigger than money, this bigger than fame
Remember everything that I did to get where I'm at
Please don't take it from me
Said I wouldn't change
I'm still the same, and they love it
You can hate me or love me
But I bet you remember, I bet you remember
Remember my name
[Lil Durk:]
They never remember
I did time for a gun, that I never remember
Did time with my son been delivered
I cried tears, I couldn't show em my position
No sleep in the hallways
Me being me sipping lean with a 30 like always
Couldn't afford trues now I sleep with Versace and Balmain
Then I hit the streets with lights on
Still slept with the rats and the cockroaches
Lost niggas , I lost bitches, I lost time
But I'm back on the block though
Gang with me also but its bigger than money
Every car is vellano
They say I won't make it
Now they favor, I got 20 to play with
Grew up on Chicago South side, where you get killed if you outside
And I made it out, and I'm outside
Name hold weight like a motherfucker
And I love my niggas like blood brothers
Same niggas, same gang can't change on em
War time, no movie, but I bet that clip gon' hangover
[King Popo:]
Don't forget about me
This bigger than money, this bigger than fame
Remember everything that I did to get where I'm at
Please don't take it from me
Said I wouldn't change
I'm still the same, and they love it
You can hate me or love me
But I bet you remember, I bet you remember
Remember my name
[Lil Durk:]
Real street nigga, made it from the bottom
Coming up as a kid niggas gave him nothing
12 years old knew I was a problem
All I wanted was money and the fame
Cars, cribs, and bitches wouldn't name
I can't change for nothing in this world
Lord blessed me two boys and a girl
Two dead cause I lost to this world
Crossed over like Flo Rida
Only my squad they both sliding
Money and power they both riding
Caught him and him and they both sliding
Trap house, block party, niggas doing the same shit
They got nothing
And niggas try me and that Mac bust
And they remember my name
[King Popo:]
Don't forget about me
This bigger than money, this bigger than fame
Remember everything that I did to get where I'm at
Please don't take it from me
Said I wouldn't change
I'm still the same, and they love it
You can hate me or love me
But I bet you remember, I bet you remember
Remember my name
Ready For Em lyrics - Lil Durk
They hate all my niggas, they hate that I'm breathing
Shoutout to my squad, ya feel me? OTF Gang
Is it true you got shooters hangin' out the roof?
I'm just tryna' to do what I spit in the booth
Free Dada & Bodo, shooters on the loose
On the block earn stripes, squad full of troops
Call Zoo, he be ready every time I do
Shot clock but he ready every time to shoot
Ops route for a diss I just give 'em shots
I gotta chill cause the police posted on the block
D'Thang say we hot but it's easy to flop
I call Rod ‘cause he easy with mop
Niggas hating, just give my prop
Niggas say that I'm dumb when they see me with thots
But I tell 'em like, I can't get better with bitches
I’m so fed up with these snitches, smoke one for Pluto
I'mma put grass in these Swishers
And step on these pipes with my niggas, they killin' my prime
Bitches, they killin' my vibe
IG full of money but they askin' for rides
Not me, ask one of my guys
I kill for one of my guys, free bro from the drive
Remember them days I was starvin'
Empty stomach, no car, no money
These niggas be tweakin' that's why I got shooters on dummy
Let's get it
[Lennox:]
You want bombaclad war? hm? hm?
You wanna ramp wit me?
[gunshots]
Come on me say!
Me shot 61 people for fun!
Who want test me?
Come on, come on!
Do you know who ya bombaclad ramp wit?
You don’t know me, I’m the original Jamaican dandatta!
You understand, Jamaican Rude Boy!
Got Broski on point like Kyrie
Don’t fear no man that can die like me
I done dodged doin' hits
I dodged my momma told me get out Dodge, I can't sleep
I can't mob, cause I’m in too deep
It’s to the point where my nigga only kin to me
Fuck a homie cause a homie don't think like Tony
Montana cause the chopper for shorty, ohh
Lost J-Money and Tay, shit happen
No Drake, but nigga we made it
Called Dede he ready, he slingin' impatient, got killers like Hatians
I land in Miami, call Dada, we go and take off to Lil Haiti
Got shooters on shooters who shoot to kill shooters, ain’t talkin' no navy
Sneak dissin' on the squad, we send shots at that boy and Broski be facin'
Pillowtalkin' to bitches, I see if she bad, but nigga she basic
I ain't hearin' 'bout niggas, and I ain't worried 'bout niggas
Street sweepers, hit the streets up, and I care ‘bout a nigga, let’s get it
Ten Four lyrics - Lil Durk
Y'all say you got Fredo and Reese on camera
How did y'all get my info?
Hello? Who is this? (you been the one that we in to)
I don't sell drugs, I ain't a plug
My background from y'all was plenty of guns
(You with the folks, and you ball cause I seen your ass on plenty of runs)
Mama called, said cops kicked the door
Not lookin' for me lookin' for bro
That Phantom y'all had came back stolen
In the trunk three sets, 36 over
Thirty bricks, pure shit no remix
Address came back to her shit
You a striker, three strikes, he out and it ain't no fight
Call cell partner why?
Hit 9 with a manslaughter, damn
And his bond two million dollars flat, I don't care cause I'mma make it right back
And the feds they all on my back
Turned that street money into rap
And these niggas trippin', these niggas bitchin'
Got em all in your trap
Nah!
First 48 that's a homi, had 40, had Tommy
Two flats got my zombie, one flat that's a body
In my mind smoke Bobby, we ain't a gang we a family
Niggas wearin' "oh my", niggas spray and niggas die
Phone tapped up, niggas say Durk nigga when they jam up
Call Freddie, bring the pounds up
Built 300 from the ground up, one time do we round up
Ice niggas doin' five months
I'm leaning dry like I'm smoking five blunts
I can have all the bricks I want
I can have all the guns I want
Niggas tell but I want
Out of sight, out of mind
Head shots then I'm out of town
Pull a tec if you out of bounds
Whole hood let a hundred rounds
Now he dead, now he underground
You ain't a star nigga you underground
Everybody know he runnin' wild, everybody know I'm a problem child
Let's get it!
War Wit Us lyrics - Lil Durk
How you want war and you ain't eating?
What they gon' do if you ain't breathing?
Bodies back to back, bitch we ain't even
Bitch I'm in that pussy cause I'm so conceited
Word around town that you sneak dissing
Bullets must be blank cause they keep missing
Face up on that flyer if you want attention
You just want some fame boy you ain't in it
Better get to ducking if my name's mentioned
I hopped into that foreign, bitch I'm lane switching
And bitch I'm OTF and I ain't switching
Niggas see I'm hot and they want me gone
I heard his ass was singing like he OVO
Bitch go cop a Rollie not a rodeo
And when we in the building it's a rollie show
And I be sipping lean while they smoking dope
[Chorus:]
War with us, they don't want war with us
Them bullets go bang, bitch them bullets go bang
No war with us, they don't want no war with us
Them bullets go bang, bitch them bullets go bang
And you can't hang with my niggas
Cause where we hang all we do is bang
No war with us, they don't want no war with us
Them bullets go bang, bitch them bullets go bang
Nigga talking 'bout that we got beef
Know a couple shooters posted over East
Broski got the 30 broski like to tweak
See me he don't say shit but he go and tweet
Put me in that jam I don't know shit
He ain't have a hit since '06
Niggas holding weight, get they door kicked
Spent 1500 dollars on these low kicks
Broke niggas always fuck with broke bitches
Master P with my shooters, they ain't go no limits
You can't hang around me and be my co defendant
Way broski flipping bricks he should be a gymnast
A gymnast in the kitchen, we cookin, we cookin, we cookin, let's get it
808 in that clip go bang
All white Panamera, cocaine
If he tryna rob then we get his brain
[Chorus]
Rumors lyrics - Lil Durk
[Hook:]
Ain’t a killer, don’t push me
I know a lot of killas pussy
And I see them niggas looking
Killers stay around me nigga
I’m hearing all the rumors
I stay around shooters
All my niggas, they do this
Ain’t a killer, don’t push me nigga
Ain’t a killer, don’t push me nigga
I’m hearing all these rumors
Ain’t a killer, don’t push me nigga
These niggas ain’t loyal, these niggas ain’t for you
Spreading rumors, these niggas don’t love you
These niggas act real, these niggas talk guns
Never let the MAC squeal, I know my niggas will
Cause they ready for it
Tell Sosa we got it for em
30 shot clip, Imma give it to em
Never got my shit snatched, you ain’t get your bitch back
Run up on em, give me that nigga
See me in that Jag, what you looking at
Niggas see me ride past royals looking at
You the shit back then, now you looking back
Shooters on deck, but you splint lag
While theses drugs spin back, we ain’t playing fair
Hard as Chiraq, you ain’t coming here
Diss me, I don’t care where you from nigga
Niggas ain’t welcome here
Seen killers, tell killer and they rat
I don’t know shit, what happened
Applause on sight, niggas cocked
Bricks for the low, then I tax
And I do what I rap niggas
And I don’t fuck with these rap niggas
So you better adapt nigga
What you talking about nigga?
[Hook]
Shoot out 10 nights tryna point nothing
We just point, ain’t a killer but don’t push me nigga
Tryna rob, shooters at his top, shooters on the block
Shooters all I got in the bushes nigga
Act up, we gon whack something
Front me ten bricks and won’t bring him back nothing
Feed the whole squad Imma give my squad some
You won’t get your squad none
Chopper with bosses, went iced out the cross
Guns in the attic, got coke in the closet
And we ready for war, and we at your door
All of these niggas act like they my niggas
These niggas ain’t with us
These niggas ain’t killers
So who pushed em?
[Hook]
Don't Take It Personal lyrics - Lil Durk
[Hook:]
Where you was at when I was in that war?
I had nobody but me and my boys
You niggas frauds yall ain't making noise
But I ain't take it personal
And I told you I was down to ride
Now where you was when I was fightin' all them homicides
But you wasn't with me in that war
But I don't take nothin' personal
I'm in that field where it get real
With plastic ass niggas playin' with the steel
Pussy change for a little change
Try to hang where I hang and then you got banged
I done see the shit happen boy
I ain't playin' my young boys they be clappin' boy
OJ Auntie Rose
Mikey Ikey Chief Wuk and Cali
I tell them niggas go free Mikey boy
These niggas they be bitches they be psych'ing boy
Fuck who don't like me boy
I'm a bull in this shit
[Hook]
My first bank a case I had to calm down
Caught a sack and lost J Money F-- around
I gotta do another round
I lost my guy that's when I went and made 100 rounds
Now watch my niggas go bananas
My homie got head shout out to Montana
Chop 'em down like Montana
I'm on the block I'm serving white, that Montana
They told me I won't be shit
They ask for hooks and features on some free shit
I'm on some Steve shit
Free Steve bitch
RIP Steve shit
[Hook]
And I told you I was warning you
I was on D town I was on Normal too
Abnormal
Niggas pussy sitching on me informin'
And I ain't with the bullshit
I got a deal and I still be on that bullshit
I'ma warn your ass another time
Call my nigga numba 9
Nuski got the strap still
Make your family go and make a will
Police niggas go and make a deal
OTF I'm in this shit for real
[Hook]
Party lyrics - Lil Durk
[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah
Let's throw a party, let's throw a party (Let's get it)
Let's throw a party (a party a party party)
[Hook: Lil Durk]
Lets have a party
Invite the bad bitches
Invite the drug dealers
Bring the city out cause I'm that nigga
She wanna be famous
Just let me record her
Put grits in my water
We gonna turn up at this party like
Party party lets throw a party (x8)
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Party party lets throw a party
She geeking, she tweeking, she high off the molly
Bitches on bitches, she say she not gay if she kissing her body
Bring me Patron, I meant the designer
Pass me the hookah, pass me the 9
Pass me my mic, my show starts at 9
Let's party party party party
Lil bitch say she want me now, say my name bring the city out
She wanna fuck cause she see me at Diddy's house
Lil ho i can't go low,i can't go (let's get it)
Call DJ up, play me, block party
Glock 40 on me, cause these niggas hate me
Lil bitch she a head hunter (Say she a head hunter)
Wanna fuck cause my red bottoms (cause my red bottoms)
I'm turning up I'm a bread winner (Turning up I'm bread winner)
You can't come if you ain't getting money (She ain't getting no money)
I can't go, tryna get a bank roll (bank roll)
You ain't on the list should of never came ho
Get in free, if you do the Bang Bros
[Hook: Lil Durk]
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Party when I'm broke, party when I'm rich
Party in a coupe, party with your bitch
No candy see you later
We gorillas nigga, cage us
Party hard, I need more acres
No phone, I book on papers
You could say I'm in 3hunna the way I left the bitch in that dirt
I'm a King Slime, she walk off I'm going in her purse
Ooh she feeling me just like a nurse
Just because I'm a star don't mean she won't get burnt
Party!
Jiggle that, jiggle that, jiggle that baby
Party!
When I fucked you I came right back the next day
Party!
Nigga party big as a parade
Party!
I'm YSL, Durk, tell 'em whatcha bang
[Bridge: Lil Durk]
OTF, I do it for the fam
Pull out your phone and do it for the gram
Put ya hands up jump up and down and just jam (Jam)
Jump up and down and just jam
Yeah
[Hook: Lil Durk]
I Made It lyrics - Lil Durk
Yeah
Feel like a celebration
I made it. (They mad)
Told em Imma make it
They hatin' already
Make me feel like I made it already
I came from nothin'
Climb to the top cuz I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me
I'm they favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes
I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it
Niggas say I made it
Got these niggas hatin'
Money team
I swear it feels like a bank arrangement
Who'd a thought, the top spot
That I would make it
Rondo got that 30
And broke niggas go crazy
But I ain't really worried bout em
Already got beef and we ain't hear about em
Chanel belt match the red bottoms
She wants you to get the bread out here
Still club throwin' couple thousand
You could see that face on the brick or thousand
See these 50's with the swearholic
Broke ass nigga, that be catastrophic
Everything foreign
Come from different countries
All these bad bitches
Gettin' different money
If you niggas hatin'
Go and get some money
If you niggas hatin'
Go and get some money (Squad!)
They hatin' already
Make me feel like I made it already
I came from nothin'
Climb to the top cuz I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me
I'm they favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes
I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it
They hatin', I made it
I hate em for hatin'
"I changed my mind"
Crazy, why the fuck you got statements
And I started from the bottom
Why the fuck they hatin' on me?
Long time ago
Had nothin' to snack on
Had nobody to lean my back on
No dyke, put ya strap on
Cuz its hard out here
Rich nigga left to starve out here
Gotta play ya part out here
Can't let em put ya cards out here
Cuz I made it
Its a celebration
Why the fuck they hatin' on me?
(Let's get it!)
All the fancy cars
Fancy clothes
Fancy hoes
I got it
Everything I got right now
As a kid I couldn't imagine
And I gotta have it
My shootas toe taggin'
And you niggas might win
But my nigga's soul priceless
And y'all on the light shit
Red bottoms, fuck all that mike shit
I made this song, iont write shit
Yeah I'm arrogant
Cuz I made it
They hatin' already
Make me feel like I made it already
I came from nothin'
Climb to the top cuz I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me
I'm they favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes
I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it
Don't Know Me lyrics - Lil Durk
[Hook:]
These niggas don’t know me, they act like they know me [x8]
[Verse 1:]
From the city where they gang bang
Where they'll kill you if your chain hang
Two letters, dedicate you like AK
AR, SK
And you got to hide your finesse game
Head shot, no need for a vest game
Cop killers going straight through the desk game
These niggas they bitch, they’ll snitch on you
How you think they feel, get rich on em
You ain’t never do a drill with a brick on em
Even on parole keep the shit on em
No mask, black hoodie with the sticks on him
I lost a couple niggas to this shit
Chiraq, where the guns like Iraq
Where the little niggas cook Pyrex
Where they pull guns out, they’ll fight back
I ain’t gon keep it on the d-low
Imma make sure my neck worth a kilo
Imma make sure the TEC got a ten loaded
Wire my connect, call it free load
These niggas they act like they know me
Cut em off cause you niggas so phony
Get money, they’ll call you their brodee
Bitch ass nigga you don’t know me!
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Murder rates so high cause of the body count
Every day news casts say a body found
Can’t trust niggas so I keep a chopper round
Play crazy, have a lil bro knock him down
On the block in that Cut when it’s black out
Y’all homies tell bro bring the MACs out
And we’re hungry in the trap house
Every show we’re out, bringing out the racks out
Setup hoes they’ll set you up
How you come when it’s dry they’ll wet you up
Watch out, my niggas at the top
You gotta kiss they ass for them to let you off
And that bring them snakes out
Gunshots that’ll bring them jakes out
Every new rapper they fake now
If you stand we'll call that a take down
Eat with who you sleep with
So blind to the money, you ain’t peeped shit
Ice new niggas, they sneak diss
Imma boss up on em, on some Meek shit
And they don’ know me! They don’t know me
And my city like Tony, you a bitch ass nigga
You don’t know me!
[Hook]
Feds Listenin lyrics - Lil Durk
I'mma tell you how my people went to jail, ya feel me
Doin' life, 50 plus (Free 'em)
Feds people took my people down
Then they got caught with them M's
Let them niggas out, man
[Hook:]
I heard the feds listenin [x10]
My momma, told me, Chrisy Louie, had the feds wit 'em
My momma, know I'm heart, body, and I ain't scared nigga
Born in 92, I grew up wit no dad nigga
And when I catch 'em he a dead nigga (bang!)
This is for my niggas wit the feds nigga
It's so fucked up, we talkin' glass nigga
Your nigga move that dope, that glass nigga (that work, work)
I wish my nigga used that mask nigga
They gave you 40 from that last case
2 chains on but I'mma add base
Tryna' throw Rico, gave me head, face
Then then they tried to snake me in that red tape
[Hook]
Nigga you a wangsta and you ain't pop none
My hits like Mustard in the studio, shit I drop some
What you know bout wakin' up, into then block slums?
Can't call back, but you know they wanna couple hunnids
My barber for my kids, like hey I'm out a job
Free my niggas, doing Collard Greens like Lamar
3oo, for that Rico, there's not a lot of us
You can't join us, no these beaters need a lot of trust
He in that low life, like where he go wrong at?
I told that nigga, that line phoned tapped
He bust a beat right here, flexin' cuz he don't blo out
He got the message, don't think that nigga got the wrong LL
[Phone ring] "Hello"
"What up bro what's wrong"
[Laughs] "Wrapping up these bricks"
"Keepin' it flowin' where you at, you ready?"
"Ok bitch, where you at?"
"Yeah, I'm downtown on my way down there now"
"I'm gonna grab my son, take him back to the crib"
"I'm gon' shoot down to the burbs right now"
"How many bricks you need?"
"Hey, you know what all the shit you have"
"Alright let's do it, say no more"
"I got 10 bricks for you, let's get it"
[Hook]
What You Do To Me lyrics - Lil Durk
Yeah, baby what you do to me
Let's take a ride baby
Let's take a ride baby
Take a ride with me in my car, don't take it wrong I'm a star
I want you baby go hard, let's take a ride off to Mars
Couple hate you baby, I made it
Everybody left you, I'll take you
You backing out of relations, if we ain't got a relation baby
What you do to me, what you do to me
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
What you do to me, baby what you do to me
Take a ride off in my car, don't take it wrong I'm a star
I want you baby go hard, let's take off to Mars
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
Baby
We can make magic, you fuck with a savage
You need me the most, I hop out of traffic
Fuck my nigga right now, if you need me right now
I come to lay that pipe down, but I can't fight you right now
Did you give me something baby, cause you got me going crazy
Chanel bag, Birkin bag, Louis too, Gucci shoes
You feeling me I'm feeling you
Real nigga need a real bitch
Just somebody just to chill with
Bend you over grab the mirror
Open the window so they can hear you
The way you look at me, grab that Brazilian
Them chances one of a million
What you do to me, what you do to me
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
What you do to me, baby what you do to me
Take a ride off in my car, don't take it wrong I'm a star
I want you baby go hard, let's take off to Mars
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
Baby
What's up, baby let me know what's up
Up against the world baby
A-1, and she's so A-1
Her lips got me going crazy
Make a man for your Insta
Nigga want to fuck because of your Insta
Next day fucking your sister
Can't be mad, baby it's pimping
Baby I'm different, I want to be faithful
Baby just listen, I want to be grateful
I love you and I hate you, through the bullshit I take you
Wifey I make you, let's take me a vacation
So I do what I want, baby I love you
I do what I want, they just want to fuck you
So what you do to me
What you do to me, what you do to me
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
What you do to me, baby what you do to me
Take a ride off in my car, don't take it wrong I'm a star
I want you baby go hard, let's take off to Mars
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
Baby what you do to me, what you do to me
Baby
I Go lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Johnny May Cash)
[Intro: Lil Durk]
OTF them my niggas
TTE them my niggas
THF them my niggas
Dog Pound them my niggas
EBK them my niggas
Westside
300 them my niggas
Chiraq them my niggas
Oblock them my niggas
Lowend them my niggas
100 them my niggas
600 them my niggas
[Hook: Johnny Maycash]
Riding around with that tool
So I'm cool
And I keep them Normal killers
They come and kill you
Yeah them My niggas
Get poked for your figures
And then forget you
Yeah them My niggas
[Chorus: Johnny Maycash]
Wherever I go they go (they go)
Wherever I go they go (they go)
Wherever I go they go (they go)
Wherever I go they go (they go)
Wherever I go they go (they go)
Wherever I go they go (they go)
Wherever I go they go (they go)
Wherever I go they go (you know)
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Summertime pop out them killas
Hop out if we see them niggas
Tryna tell em I got my city
Wherever I go they go
Wherever I point they blow
That bitch wanna play that role
See the gang on the camera roll
She going
Free bro, free bands we got it
They took J-Money, he was savage
You could fuck a opp, hoes be wildin'
Nighttime by the lake with them cannons
I told them when I got on
They'll go every step I make
I swear every breathe I take
We going, we going
Remember I ain't have no gucci
Remember I ain't have no Louis
Remember I ain't have no groupies
All my niggas shooters
All my niggas ruthless
All my niggas wilding
All my niggas violent
And they kill for me
Lets get it
[Hook]
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
We smoking, we rolling
We on it, we toting
No phony broke niggas
No money, whatever I'm on they on
They ride through right and wrong
For a price they get 'em gone
Never fall out for these bitches
My nigga, I love my niggas
My niggas was in them trenches
Now all my niggas in Benz'
Still got niggas cuz I ain't get a sentence
They in the streets, I'm in the streets
Niggas acting street be killin me
And a lot of my niggas is killas
Fuck yo niggas, I love my niggas
And they ride through whatever
Fuck yo niggas, I love my niggas
And they ride through whatever
[Hook]
[Chorus]
Lil Niggaz lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Migos, Cash Out)
[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yea, let's get it
You niggas talk like big niggas
These niggas ain't done shit
Well free my niggas
Yeeeaaaah
Tweak with my squad
I'm on you if you tweak with my squad
Don't tweak with my squad
Lil nigga, lil nigga
Lil nigga, lil nigga
Let's get it!
[Hook: Lil Durk]
It look bad for a nigga, funeral setup, I be all sad for a nigga
40 Ruger shooters, gave all that I had for a nigga
Where you from, what's your past lil nigga?
And you broke and you mad lil nigga?
Fuck a price what the tag lil nigga?
My shooters on deck playin' tag lil nigga
You can't get a pass lil nigga
Get caught, that's your ass lil nigga
You movin' too fast lil nigga
You tweak with the squad, that's your ass lil nigga
Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga
Tweak with my squad, that's your ass lil nigga
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Your niggas wanna tweak with my niggas
I'm a dog, Imma eat with my niggas
Twitter beefing, that ain't me lil nigga
Location on and we can meet lil nigga
Wifey holding down the street with my niggas
My gang claim three lil nigga
All this shit, that ain't me lil nigga
Got killers, every gang with me lil nigga
One time, shooters that's four-nine
Put a murder on bro that's more time
Up mine, Imma shoot thirty four time
Or nah, cook a brick or nah?
Niggas say he ain't snitching but I know he lying
Lil nigga, lil nigga
Get money, get bigger
Them niggas ain't with ya'
Talk loud and get switched lil nigga
And we big niggas, and I lost a lot of shit, nigga (Let's get it)
Sip lean, get the kick, lil nigga
Who you with lil nigga
Where you from? You can't flip lil niggas
And we the shit lil niggas
I'm gone, how they sick lil niggas
Anybody tic lil nigga
Where you from? You ain't from where I from lil nigga
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Offset]
You a lil nigga and I'm a big dog (huh?)
You can die quick, nigga, only one call
I'm at the top and I'm never gone fall
Hundred round, make it clap like applause
I pull up with Durk, hop out the vert (skrr, skrr)
(Braw Kraw!) six feet under the dirt
My diamonds is watery, you can come surf (water)
My plug is an alien not from this Earth
I had a dream like Mr. King (dream)
Geekin', I need some Visine (Get it)
Gettin' money, runnin' all in my jeans (money)
Back in the day used to serve all the fiends (back Pimp C)
Actavis, I need lean (drink)
Porsche Panoramic, Forgiatos on the feet (panorama)
Young Rich Nigga, you ain't seen what I seen (no)
I used to trap mid as a team (I did)
You niggas be copyin' my swag, you a clone (copy)
Giuseppe steppin', ain't no Foams (Giuseppe)
My bitch just landed here from Rome (bad)
Hop in the 'Rari, we gone (skrr, skrr)
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Cash Out]
You know I get money, I pull up in foreigns, I jump out with shooters
He talk about robbin', we lay in these yard and bust his medula (we bustin' his head)
A million a day, when I'm in the trap I feel like Frank Lucas (I'm feelin' like him)
I iced out the Rollies, and stepped out the place, I only eat sushi
You know what I'm sippin', you know what I'm grippin' (you know what's on call)
I'm all on that, boss niggas got passes I know that they crippin' (you know what I'm crippin')
Give 'em the fork and give 'em the bowl, I know they ain't whippin' (I know they ain't in the pot)
Durk in from [?], I brought 'em to the trap and showed 'em my vision (and show 'em what's up)
My shooters no clubbin' (my shooters no clubbin')
My shooters straight thuggin' (straight thuggin' forreal)
Your shooters, they bluffin'
They go the feds and give 'em discussions (they give 'em discussions)
Whip it up, whip it up, baby I'm up in the bowl (I'm up in the bowl)
Back then, show money on your head, he dead on the stove (he dead on the stove)
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Quavo]
None of my niggas is innocent (nah)
None of my niggas is witness (whoo)
I pull up, unload it, extensions
Walk in the trap and see pigeons
Birds (birds)
Migos, Lil Durk, Cash Out on the curb
Skippa Da Flippa itching for body, give him the word
Bet you won't bust a move
All my niggas got choppers, they'll damage you
Bet you won't bust a move
Have a nigga floatin' in the Chattahoochee river, fool
She cook it so fancy (whip, whip)
You niggas can't stand it (ha)
When I whip it, the Jays they love it
I'm cooking a brick and they call me McLuvin'
Trap or die nigga, no Jeezy, corporate thuggin'
All of my niggas got gas and dirty sticks all out in public
My cup is so dirty, I'm drinkin' on Ruxman (lean, lean, dirty)
You niggas is soft, lookin' like Telletub-man
[Hook]
Gas And Mud lyrics - Lil Durk
See, I popped me a Xan
And that lean, that shit got me on Pluto (uh)
And I'm smokin' on that dope
And it got me on Pluto
Gas and mud, (Leanin')
Gas and mud, (I'm smokin' dope)
Gas and mud, (That molly water)
Gas and mud, (Or a molly)
Gas and mud, (I pop a flat)
Gas and mud, (I'm turnin' up)
Gas and mud, (Don't come if you)
Gas and mud, (Ain't got it all)
Gas, and mud, (I'm smoke)
Gas, and mud, (I'm leanin')
Gas, and mud, (I'm sleepy)
Gas, and mud, (Can't think)
Gas, and mud, [x4]
I'm smokin' dope, smokin' dope, smokin' dope
I'm leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin'
Drug, drug, drugs, sleepin' off them Xannies
She wanna turn up, got her off the shit
And out her panties
Ain't gotta spike her with the molly
She done came ready
Light up a Bob Marley
Smokin' dead niggas
Spot em when my shoota color red nigga
Don't turn up
Let them drugs get to ya head nigga
Boom Pow, lotta lean, lotta smokes
Lotta money, lotta bitches, lotta jokes
One hunnid 3 times, ain't no 3 packs in Newport
Can't keep up with my fashion
Cuz your money too short
From LA, MIA, all the way to New York
I be off them druuuuggggssss
But
I can't feel my face
I po'd a four up in that Crush
No razor blade but that lean
I got it man I be cut
I'll call up my connect
I need some gas and mud
Cuz he know I love my druuuuggggssss
Gas and mud, (Leanin')
Gas and mud, (I'm smokin' dope)
Gas and mud, (That molly water)
Gas and mud, (Or a molly)
Gas and mud, (I pop a flat)
Gas and mud, (I'm turnin' up)
Gas and mud, (Don't come if you)
Gas and mud, (Ain't got it all)
Gas, and mud, (I'm smoke)
Gas, and mud, (I'm leanin')
Gas, and mud, (I'm sleepy)
Gas, and mud, (Can't think)
Gas, and mud, [x4]
I'm smokin' dope, smokin' dope, smokin' dope
I'm leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin'
Drivin', window down
Hit me, wake me up
Get in my feelings, that molly
Those niggas is fake as fuck
OG? Show me some OG, lemme take a puff
Lean-man, who every time I hit em he meet me up
You don't think so? Lemme pint up that deadly
That Patron hit me strong
I mix that light wit that Rémy
Now you see nothin' but the top and the back of her Remy
Just chew me up
Now you deserve you some Jimmy's
Now fuck for fame
You might go and get you some Fendi
Don't love me
Bitch you know you love you them pennies
Now my eyes closed
Smokin' on that hydro
Now I'm wide awoke
Molly got me grind mode
I can't move slow
Lean got me on Pluto
Imma dog like Cujo
Now tell me bitch is you broke?
Bitch yo pocket is a joke
And my block give ya smoke
Nahh
I ain't off them druuuuggggssss
Gas and mud, (Leanin')
Gas and mud, (I'm smokin' dope)
Gas and mud, (That molly water)
Gas and mud, (Or a molly)
Gas and mud, (I pop a flat)
Gas and mud, (I'm turnin' up)
Gas and mud, (Don't come if you)
Gas and mud, (Ain't got it all)
Gas, and mud, (I'm smoke)
Gas, and mud, (I'm leanin')
Gas, and mud, (I'm sleepy)
Gas, and mud, (Can't think)
Gas, and mud, [x4]
I'm smokin' dope, smokin' dope, smokin' dope
I'm leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin'
Live It Up lyrics - Lil Durk
[Hook:]
Live It Up, Live It Up, Live It Up
You gotta Live It Up
[x24]
Live it up, run up on him better give it up
It's a stick up, 911 ain't pickin' up
A nigga like me don't give no fuck
All of my cars, all of my clothes, all of my hoes I got it
Everything could be gone like magic
I know alot of niggas die for that fabric
Pretend your nigga let it happen
Whatchu' gon do?
Eveytime I see you with a gun, is you gon' shoot?
Too many niggas be hatin, too many niggas be faking
'But in these streets too many niggas won't make it
Got killers in M.I.A I'm talking straight Jamaicans
If you come through talking about bricks, my niggas a take it
Them hiccups the mac that I got a give you a face lift
No soulja boy my shooters on deck, ain't even got to say shit
Not a word not a sentence not a paragraph
Broke ass niggas I hate they ass
Straight 8 jeep boy I'm turning fast
'But all my niggas can't turn on them
So Imma Live it up, live it up, live it up
Sippin this lean go and get a cup x5
For that price my niggas gon hit em up
Lets get it!
[Hook]
Imma street nigga wit all you need Books, bonds and lawyer fees
Its just us no state over seas
I'm gettin money over seas
Now I gotta take care of all my niggas
A lot of these niggas don't feed the killas
For a G or two my young niggas go get him
No boxer wit this tommy hill figure
Live it up, betta turn down nigga
You wit your niggas, go turn down witchu yall
Like a smoker I can't turn down swisher
'But if you get left, my nigga get switched up
He ain't even know it, but I know that he switched up
I know that he switched up, like juice did bishop
Can't no nigga ever say I bitched up
He tellin I know it don't get it mixed up
Now back to the blueprint I heard he got robbed and he ain't do shit
And yall knew this? pull up on the ghost on some spook shit
We creep through the gangway Hands full of choppers and Ak's
I hope you aim straight no Pac Brenda still having a bae bae
So watch where you shoot
[Hook]
Perfect Picture lyrics - Lil Durk
Yeah, (Yeah)
This nigga ain't really fuckin wit us man
Got this shit guaranteed on lock
Lets get it!
UhhhHH
That picture perfect shit like that
Iont think my shit don't sta-a-a-ank
Not picture perfect, shit like that
I'm on top of my city
Whoever thought some shit like that?
Now I be driving foreign cars
That picture perfect shit like that
Whoever thought I'd be a sta-a-a-a-ar?
Picture perfect shit like that
Ayy-a-a-ayy
Now dis ain't what you want
Only drop some shit like dat
Name an auto-tunin nigga
That'll drop some shit like dat
They say they snatch yo shit
I get yo shit right back
If you ain't with a 5s
I can't picture tha-a-a-a-ayy
Picture perfect panorama [?Porche?]
You a pussy, still on forces
Those are ghosts, I'm hearin voices
Made a "M" by makin choices
That make me see these hata's
Truest colors
Free my brothers
Die for them
Thats on my mother
Alot of kids before 21
(Whoever thought?)
Alot of niggas snake you for your mon'
(Whoever thought?)
I never thought
I buy the shit I never bought
Or them cases that I caught
If I never called
Iont think my shit don't sta-a-a-ank
Not picture perfect, shit like that
I'm on top of my city
Whoever thought some shit like that?
Now I be driving foreign cars
That picture perfect shit like that
Whoever thought I'd be a sta-a-a-a-ar?
Picture perfect shit like that
Ayy-a-a-ayy
Public houses, public schools
Only eatin public food
Really me but picture you
You can't walk up in my shoes
I'm that dude
(Whoever thought?)
Now sing this tune for whoever you lost
Lives
Ayy-ayy-ayy
Pray for em
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayyyy
Pray for em
Ayy-ayy-ayyy
(For em)
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayyyy
Model wants to get cuz
Ain't nobody believe me
Call me phony, call me greedy
Niggas mad cuz they ain't eating
I had to grind for it
Nobody had time for it
I had to put my mind to it
Iont think my shit don't sta-a-a-ank
Not picture perfect, shit like that
I'm on top of my city
Whoever thought some shit like that?
Now I be driving foreign cars
That picture perfect shit like that
Whoever thought I'd be a sta-a-a-a-ar?
Now picture perfect shit like that
Ayy-a-a-ayy
That picture perfect shit like that
(Shit like that)
Hell In My City lyrics - Lil Durk
[Intro:]
Ain’t no other niggas like my niggas, you feel me?
(Raising Hell ain’t an option, it’s in our blood
Signed to the streets!)
[Hook:]
I'ma ride for my brothers
I'll die for them, that's on my mother
Only the streets can feel my struggle
One thing about 'em ain't no other
I raise hell in my city (And I know, I know, I know, I know)
I raise hell in my city, so be prepared in my city
[Verse 1:]
Lost Nuski and Pat to a bunch of these bitch niggas
Street nigga heart but the mind of a rich nigga
What's happenin', go back me and bro never switch, nigga
O Town, late night studio, smokin', stain
Couple drinks, tryna get me to sip, nigga
Gave bro thirty something years, he ain’t a snitch nigga
I don't know what's going on with half of these split niggas
One minute in the house next time wanna spit niggas
My city respect and honor me
Ain't a killer but break the bond and see
Muzzle with the chop, trigger finger water
I bet it could part a sea
I'll decease for my niggas
Twenty one years in the streets with my niggas
And that's to my momma, she know about my brother
She know she playin' for keeps, nigga
Late night tryin' stretch somethin'
Dice game, sellin' drugs, it ain't safe after dark, nigga
Call bro, bring the pole, thirty six O’s, then you know not to park nigga
And it’s hell in my city, two shots hit head or tail in my city
War time if it's animosity, and I got the squad to rock with me
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Ride, I'm a rider
Beef with my squad then theres no survivors
Young niggas fourteen, no L's that be drivin'
Then catch a body on a nigga be lackin', we 'bout violence
Let alcohol trick you to a coffin
Think I'm sweet tell lil' bro to off 'em
Chicago on my back, nigga
No love in hip-hop cause we don't act nigga
Sip act nigga on the block with a Mac nigga
No money but we tax niggas
Nigga's city show love to the rap niggas
That's my all my L's go loyal
And these niggas, these bitches ain't loyal
And these streets, these streets ain't for you
And I'm a rider so save that shit for them other niggas
Niggas ain't fuckin' with us, niggas ain't ridin' with us
These niggas ain't out every night on the strip with the hammers outside with us
Magazine tryin' to vibe with us, hoppin' out that black Benz tryin' to slide with us
Niggas say I'm bad business but niggas cuffin' bitches, I'm a side nigga
[Hook]
Ain't Did Shit lyrics - Lil Durk
Let’s get it!
Ain’t did shit to nobody, you feel me?
But I did shit for everybody
But that comes for fucking with these basic ass niggas
Everything happens for a reason
[Hook:]
Before rap I had friends, got a deal, I ain’t got shit
Just tryna get rich, cause my people kinda struggled
Couple ten year niggas poor, but the hood still love me
Got my feet into the door, but this hood shit is ugly
I ain’t did shit to nobody
I-I-I-I ain’t did shit to nobody
Ain’t did shit to nobody
Ain’t- ain’t did shit to nobody
I ain’t did shit to any, but I did shit for plenty
Why the fuck is they mad, they envy
Two chains on, I’m getting it
‘Fore I hang with the fake I’m in the studio getting it
They stop a lot of shows, I ain’t did shit, I don’t get it
And my baby still eating, see em on the weekdays and the weekends
Child support got dropped, I told that bitch that we even
Bitch sang till no breathing, tryna kill me for no reason
Tryna take me down cause I’m leading
Vision my story, no reading
Is you mad cause I make more, or is you mad what I drive
Is you mad cause I’m not poor, or you mad I’m alive
Nobody answer that, ask me one thing Imma answer back
Got a little money don’t act like that
But I don’t trust nobody
[Hook]
Signed to the street, nigga
Stay out my way if it ain’t your beef nigga
One fool play for keeps nigga, do a hit, get put up out of weed nigga
You don’t appreciate me, all the shit I did for the city and these peeps
Where I'm from you affiliate me with the killing going on in these streets
Catch me, shit dead, and I keep it in between my seats
Pillow talking to who? The only thing I’m pillow talking is this gun in my sheets
Let’s get it, money they with it
Run up put one in your fitted
OTF 300 my city
And Imma tell 'em I’m a rider, rider
My niggas ain’t know how to, how to
They know I’m gon' provide em, provide em
My niggas they be wylin’, they wylin’
Did-did shit to nobody
[Hook]
Fly High lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. French Montana)
Taking it slow, feeding my flame
Shuffling the cards of your game
And just in time, in the right place
Suddenly I will play my ace
[Hook: French Montana]
Said it's money on our side, niggas talking 5 shots
Niggas talking 5
It's money on our side, niggas talking 5 shots
Said it's money on our side, niggas talking 5 shots
Niggas talking 5
To the top we're flying high
Flying high, flying high, flying high
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
I did two on my first case, next case 21, the worst case
I was 21 when I really sing the birthday
I know niggas die before they seen they 10th birthday
Niggas talk to me about fire
Told my niggas I'd be rich they called me liar
And now they buyin' fame but get burnt playing with this lighter
I come through late nights with this 40 and bright they night up
They grab number nine for a homicide
Left me traumatized, now I'm screamin' fuck the other side
Rider, grab the glizzy, I'mma slide 'em
Fuck all these rumors, I keep my pride on [?]
[Hook]
[Verse 2: French Montana]
Got a million when I bought a Ghost
I don't date, I rather play the joke.
In that European riding with a burner
If a nigga run up on me I'mma burn him
Nigga make me love it first
Nowhere to turn when niggas turn up
100 racks, bought 'em on the flyer
100 clip, don't play with that fire
They caught Max for the seven five
Left me traumatized, fuck the other side
Chiraq, Southside with Durk
Coke boy nigga, till the dirt
[Hook]
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