Lyrics:
Preachers at the church knowing, we still get by
(From this point on it only gets rougher)
Teachers at the school knowing
(From this point on it only gets
I gotta get it by myself, I get this money by myself
I swear I do it like it's two of me
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I'm
my nigga Lil Durk and 'nem
He gon' hop out with the chopper
Let it squirt on 'em
He gon' knock his head off
Clean off his shoulders
I done told ya
to say
What's poppin'?
Brand new whip, just hopped in (just hopped in)
I got options
I could pass that bitch like Stockton (it ain't nothin')
Just
It's just a glimpse
**** think they outside
He get stepped on like some Tims
Tryna send a diss
but you broke then a bitch
Lil boy go see a temp
GQ
slip up
Yes, I swear I'm heartless, more life hold my wrist up
She rob me for my love, I feel like this a stick-up (freeze)
Yeah, it's Lil Uzi from
day I see my mother struggling
Now it's time, I've got to do something
I look for work, I get dissed like a jerk
I do odd jobs and come home like
made it legal (wow)
Higher than an eagle, leanin' like Beanie Sigel (I'm leanin')
Flyer than a pilot, jean jacket by Diesel (phew)
All-gold rocket,
the bag, I heard you was hurtin'
Tryna get thirty big, by the time I'm thirty
You bought that jewelry and put on your neck
And I heard it was turnin'
tissue (nigga)
Or either have a bag on your hip to shit through (ha)
You seen us on the ave, anxious to get you
By my penis is a mag, when I lift, it
the start, be here to the end
Poppin' nigga
These is Dior, Christian's
Rob a nigga
That's just how I learn to get it
(Ay)
Flockin' nigga
Baby momma hate
your fuckin', get your feet off my fuckin' table nigga!
Fuck you think you at home, with your cheap fur on?
Shit look like it 'bout to bite somethin'
chain, it's bread over fame
I lay on my plane, filet and Lo Mein
I'm wreckin' my brain like wrecked the Mulsanne
I get the McLaren and run a few errands
nigga shit..
[MC Ren]
Here come The Villain again, grab your hoe and get the fuck outta town
This nigga shit make the world go round
It's that black
floor right now
All my niggaz that's on the grind
You on the grind right now
We about to get it poppin' in this motherfucker
Already told y'all what it
you, you?
Get down
Gangsta (it's the return, it's the return-turn-turn-turn)
Ooh (it's the return-turn, it's the return-turn, it's the return,
Nah, ese ain't rob me
Now all I ever wanted
To be the man do a hit
Lead the van, 30 shot
Boogie man poppin' off
Fredo and 'nem, now it's a drill
Ay Jeezy, wassup my nigga?
Yeah, this ya boy Lil Buddy, what's hatnin, man, I ain't seen ya in a minute
Yeah, man I'm keepin' it hood, my nigga,
plug, I get it in and go (ooh, ooh)
Shawty owe me something, better pay your toll (pay up, pay up)
I lick the spoon and I scrape the bowl (skrrt, skrrt)
She ain't try to charge, but anyway, I gave her a lil' cash
I'm poppin' it off, I'm tryna make her ex-nigga mad
Leaned up, just took two pills, damn,
you, you?
Get down
Gangsta (it's the return, it's the return-turn-turn-turn)
Ooh (it's the return-turn, it's the return-turn, it's the return,
of a
Slave and a chain nigga
I get it how I live it's
1 and the same nigga
Mousy I be the truth of these game niggas
Invision weighed by a lil water came
Y'all niggas show price less than my travel fee
One of my arms worth a ticket
Watch so much that a car came with it
Back in the day I used to rob
the projects, bang, bang, pow, pow
Is how it sounds
[Chorus]
Life in the projects
Where it's hard to get by
But you got it 'cause your spot's gettin'
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