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Lil Durk
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DJ Moondog
You see who's back at it, nigga
It's getting too stupid
My brother Lil Durk, OTF
Ayy, man, life ain't no joke
Ayo, tell 'em, Durk
Thirty thirties with thirties, thirty niggas, we dirty
I got my shooters, they shootin', we show them niggas no mercy
From the pot to the block, from the block to the lot
I gotta duck from the opps, they be lookin' for me
See my life like a movie, I caught a case for the toolie
The judge givin' out tens, I ain't scared, I do it
So if a nigga run up on me, I react with the Uzi
If a nigga run up on me, I react with the Uzi
So understand that I still need him right now
He doin' life in the feds, need that appeal right now
I catch a body, I'm gone, I'm dippin' right out of town
I see the scout who told, it's gettin' peeled right down
L's up 'til I die, blood, sweat, and some tears
Def Jam, they signed me, complete my dream as a kid
Got locked up, told my celly he thinkin' life was a gift
Tell him on I'm on TV, MTV, I'm the shit
I hit a stain on some bricks, I can't look back on my head
I can't look back on this bread, I guess disease is Tourette
One did it, it spread, YB64
All that rattin' is dead, I put a nine in his head
Lil Rock snatched for attempt, lawyer money, I got him
If he can't hold that weight, he best believe I'ma spot him
I can't sit in the streets and let my real niggas rotten
All black like I'm Bruce, so who you think that was robbin'?
And they dropped my advance, I'ma cop me M6
I'ma carry your fans and I'ma cop me your Benz
I got Tommies and MACs, .40 cal Glock 10s
Mama told me you'll make it, but you can't get it in
I'm a trapper to rapper, real niggas from action
Same people was fans, they used to say I ain't a factor
I'm on top of the city, so them rumors ain't matter
Eight balls the size of baseballs in the field, I'm a batter
A nigga tried to kill me dead, opps tried to wheel me in
Like the Cubs in '79, them niggas won't win again
Judge told me eye to eye, PD ridin' on her end
Get caught with another slimer, they say they first off a ten
I can't change up like a penny, I want head just like a penny
You won't catch me in the telly, catch me in back of the Bentley
Niggas know I'm nailin' shit, niggas know we killin' shit
I don't really give a fuck, all my niggas, we be in it
We be thirty deep, least thirty of us pulled up
Takin' risks that I hope and see my baby growin' up
Russian roulette in the streets, life is all about luck
Pussy money, we loyalty, trust is what a nigga lust
I'm up, I'm packin' like a Green Bay Packer
All white Challenger, saltine cracker
Free all of my niggas doin' more than three calendars
Pigs snatch me up, smack me up 'cause they ain't answer 'em
Can't snitch, ain't a bone in my body say bitch
I can't switch, half them shooters ain't shootin', they fakin'
I'm savage, my teacher always told me I ain't average
They say Lil Durk, he a shoot, I remind 'em of the Mavericks
Let's get it
Durk say he a shoot, man