Lil Durk Lyrics

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

mixtape: Signed To The Streets 2 (2014)

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]

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