Street Affection
Lil Durk
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(Ayy, pull up, Lamb) They ain't doing they job They ain't serve and protecting Even street niggas need that love and affection Big homies not big homies, they ain't tryna get direction The advice they gave to me, I told them niggas they could have kept it Could've stayed on the porch, but jumped inside the streets I had a selection Ain't no back and forth talking on the net, we send a message We want the king, we want that tiger head, like that nigga off of Tekken Put blood sweat and tears inside this shit, you gotta respect it You ain't did shit for these streets, so how you gonna put a word in? I'ma do what all I can do but I never say I was perfect Man, that gun heavy, palm sweaty, you acting nervous Put a hundred thousand on his head, that's two verses The county days I used to wake up, wash up with detergent She told me three niggas she fucked, when I went in she was a virgin And I can't hang around no bitch niggas, I'm too allergic A iPhone plus a iPhone, two jail calls I merge it The one I call my brother not my brother 'cause he told them other niggas we not brothers I can't tell a nigga that I meant that I love him, I'd be lying, I don't love him Get in my feelings when I pop off prescriptions, I take all these pills and I crush 'em If you ain't known for having cash or that bag, they gon' treat you like you nothing Don't be telling me about your block, nigga, f*ck them You can't bring your ass around if you say, "F*ck twin" And tour with us, kiss your kids make sure they tucked in Two .50's in a millennium clip, that's a buck ten The one you look up to a pussy, his nuts tucked in Ain't hide the guns fast enough, the police rushed in And since you died for your gang, you got slumped in You pull up bleeding out that pussy, you gotta suck it in You signed your name up on the statement, you got the best font You asked me, do I love you? "Mhm", I'm nonchalant Went on the'Gram, seen an opp died, that's when I sparked the blunt Maybe sipped a lil' lean too, but that's not the point A lot of money through Western Union get you a blocked account I'm on camera I got a case, so foe nem knock 'em out We move the same, we all as one, that's what I'm talking 'bout I'm just saying you touch my chain foe nem chalk 'em out Yeah, yeah The one I call my brother not my brother 'cause he told them other niggas we not brothers I can't tell a nigga that I meant that I love him, I'd be lying, I don't love him Get in my feelings when I pop off prescriptions, I take all these pills and I crush 'em If you ain't known for having cash or that bag, they gon' treat you like you nothing
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Written by: Durk Banks, Frank Gilliam III, John Lamb
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