Smurk Carter - Lil Durk

Backdoor (Backdoor) Backdoor (Backdoor) Wheezy outta here (Wheezy outta here) Back down (Screaming out you want a war, screaming out you want a war) (Why you screaming out you want a war? screaming out you want a war screaming out you want a war) Why you screaming out you want a war? But you ain't ready DThang, he was here for me, my brother like my daddy Thinking to myself, "He was a bitch," now he a savage Thinking like, "What nigga went in my phone and got my addy?" (now got my addy) He ain't my bro, he ain't my family I can't trade on niggas who was with me from the Pampies I know real eaters found some class acting fancy I know credit frauds, they sell they link to fill the pantries I forgave Wuk, but I can't forgive Randy Better pay your lawyer off, that shit gon' come in handy Fighting for your life on nine one, that shit scary On the street side, you beat your body, shit like Grammys (shit like Grammys) Get in my feelings, I mix Percocet with Addys These hoes, they tryna fuck me more 'cause I'm married He still gon' slide even though he ain't concealed to carry If you understand me, you know I really love my granny It's from the past, you ain't even slide, you niggas petty This bitch got mad, I watch her eat and take a Plan B I took a bath with a nigga mama, I'm his daddy Since we in war, I had to bulletproof my Caddy Since bro and them told me I'm his dog, it make him Shaggy He tryna cuff a bitch 'cause I cuffed one, but she raggly (raggly) I sipped lean two weeks straight, I caught acne I frontlined for some niggas, they backstabbed me Fuck these bitches, I don't fuck with these bitches Fuck these niggas, I don't fuck with these niggas Fuck these bitches, I don't fuck with these bitches Fuck these niggas, I don't fuck with these niggas Hop inside that TRX truck, that done fucked my Timberlands up Couple niggas try to slide on him Fucked the bitch 'cause she thick, but that bitch slick She want her titties fucked Now turn around that bitch, she gon' give my business up Backdoor (Backdoor) Backdoor (Backdoor) Backdoor (Backdoor) Backdoor (Backdoor) Backdoor (Backdoor)

I don't wanna be another rockstar People tellin' me that I am (I'm just a rockstar for the trenches) (I'm just a rockstar from the trenches) (I'm just a rockstar for the trenches) I'm just a rockstar for the trenches I ain't see my mama sad in a minute I gave her everything, you can't trick her I told my daughters to watch out for niggas I'm at a jet airport with a killer Too much drank I done threw up out the window I was smart, I wasn't movin' with niggas That wasn't me, you confused me with niggas Goin' broke? I can't imagine it Fuck it off, I hold the line of saks Dominos, that's a hater effect IC recorded, caught me drinkin' the act' Charge the 'Rari, where the battery at? I confess, where the therapy at? Lost so many niggas, feel like a test Made my daughter mad, I get her baguettes Ain't no vaccines, just give me a six Ain't got time to really lay with a bitch I be on hard when she lay on my dick Half of you niggas my only regret Gotta react what they put on the 'net Answer the phone, ain't gon' never forget Answer the jail calls, yeah, answer the jail calls, yeah I can count how many times you helped me up Plenty times I was on my back, you ain't help me up Act like they with me, whole time laughin' it up I made it out the trenches, I'm blessed to be up I can count on my hands any time you helped You showin' your hand, you gon' get hit with the belt I'm tellin' my friends how I'm enhanced with wealth You stand on ten, but same time you left Public defender, your lawyer for free Your Mount Rushmore list can't fuck with me Tried to go pop style, had to fuck up the streets Could've went to the league, but he fucked up his knee, yeah I make it rain wherever I'm goin' The bitches gon' love me when I'm in the buildin' I be on and off, on and off in a relationship when I'm sippin' I got a trench bitch, she so paranoid She cut her phone off when she sleep Real nigga, I'm in rare form, man, gotta practice whatever I preach Lamborghini doors raised like ringworm, I be paranoid when I'm sleep You want freedom and I want peace Fuck her good, she gon' give you the tea In the hood you can't compare to me Hypnosis, I ain't sleep in a week Minnesota, spliff your weed in a week You got promoted, you doin' federal team I can count on my hands any time you helped You showin' your hand, you gon' get hit with the belt I'm tellin' my friends how I'm enhanced with wealth You stand on ten, but same time you left I can count on my hands any time you helped You showin' your hand, you gon' get hit with the belt I'm tellin' my friends how I'm enhanced with wealth You stand on ten, but same time you left I don't wanna be another rockstar People tellin' me that I am I'm just gonna see you at the top now Maybe then you'll have a better plan

Good morning, Durk I hope you're doing as well as possible under the circumstances Can you tell me where was your mind When you heard the news of your friend Von Passing away on November 6th, 2020? And then the loss of your brother on June 6th, 2021 Wow, that must've been incredibly devastating I can only imagine how painful that must've been It's been a year and I wanna know How you feel about the rap beef on top of all the chaos? Despite all this, you continue to be a warrior A leader in the rap industry and the voice in your community And I want you to feel completely safe in this room Nobody can hurt you It's okay to express your vulnerabilities and emotions This is a judgement-free zone and I encourage To let your emotions out and express yourself freely Take a deep breath and focus on the present moment Today is May 26th Remember that you don't have to go through this alone I'm here to listen, you have the voice in this room I wanna hear from Durk Banks

McLaren Speedtail Six carats in my ear for detail I be gettin' all my watches retail Caught a murder, he tryna call Meek Mill Sold him lean, but Doodie got his refill I know real killers act like females All the trenches bitches give me tea still How you kill him? Bro, I need the details Adderall, feel like it's mixed with B12 You kept tellin' all my secrets, be real Headshot, stop runnin', be still I could shake a whole block with these pills This a striker, I don't know why you need L's Pull up to a whole mosque and pray still Follow bro car 'cause he got the switch I don't be poppin' 'cause you died and you diss Crush a Perc' inside a Sierra Mist Bitch was poppin', had to give her a kiss I ain't puttin' my name on hits Why you braggin'? Niggas ain't kill shit Hopped out on feet like he ran out of gas I call him Yeat 'cause he stay with his mask How you got it, but you stay with your mans? Legs tatted, had to go get some Vans Fifteen million cash, that's my advance Fuck a opp bitch to get in her head Think I love her, I'm tryna plot on her man Think I love her, I'm tryna kill his ass You a killer? Jam, check his referral Flawless diamonds, you rock it better with curls On a date, I gotta take her to Harold's These Chanel, these ain't regular pearls I'm so high off this X pill I don't give no fuck how my ex feel Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah Still use cash with the card on file Check what you drinkin', they water it down Said what you said, you a part of it now Chance after chance, I done gave you a pound Feds on your ass, gotta bury it now I popped a Addy, I barely pronounce Eyeball the weed and it's barely a ounce Watch how you speak, you could bury your spouse Bro, I got M's and I slept on the couch Ain't got a bond, it got inherit amount My budget two million, the killers is out I get my teeth from the Mouth of the South Got the location, you not in your house How do it feel to have Glocks in your mouth? I know you broke 'cause they froze your account Feel like a goofy promotin' the clown I told my lawyer I'm sober now Run up a check 'cause I'm older now Got who we want, so it's over now How you slide, but ain't nobody vouch? Counterfeit money, ain't nobody count How you think I got two hundred pounds? Fifties, fifties, fifties, two hundred rounds Out of jail early, you know that he foul Nike ski mask to cover the brows No Auto, pain, I got a couple of styles I done paid for a couple of trials I done slaid me a couple of dials Call her now 'cause I ain't fuck in a while I got love for bro, he holdin' me down Frrt, hold a couple of rounds Frrt, standin' over him now, yeah I'm so high off this X pill I don't give no fuck how my ex feel Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah

DJ FMCT DJ Bandz, oh, man Before you block me I'm tryna text you, "I'm sorry that I hurt you" I'm a street nigga with a name but certain shit just ain't worth it And I'm sorry what I did to you, I know you didn't deserve it (deserve it) I told you 'bout all the hoes I fucked, you got a little discouraged (little discouraged) Told your friends about our problems, shit made me nervous Please don't put me on that block list 'cause I don't deserve it I gotta answer the private call 'cause you might call restricted And I say you my prize possession 'cause I had to earn you (had to earn you) I bring yo' laughs out I send you money whenever you need, I send you Cash App I call yo' phone, I can't get through, I make a text out Pull up to your OG crib, that's the next step (oh) The worst feeling to be on that block list (block list) I thought it was fun and games to be toxic Came in the crib, my clothes in boxes (in boxes) I grab her hand like, "Could you stop it?" (no) Don't feel good to be on that block list (block list) Why you put me on that block list? (Block list) I can't get through, I'm on that block list (block list) I'm tryna talk to you, I'm on that block list (block list) I don't even answer for all of my guys They talkin' 'bout bitches all on my line I talk about street shit all the time I don't talk about hoes all on my live One time she had made me cry And I'm like, "Some shit had got in my eye" I ain't gon lie, I love the fact that she don't be kickin' it 'round my guys Loyal, she gon' tell me like, "One of them niggas tried" Loyal, if I tell you that, I'ma tell you a hundred times Gullible, told me if I ever cheat, "Don't be with strap" Comfortable, she want hundred, I put a hundred in her bag Perfect timing, I had to give her diamonds I be vibing, this loyal shit is timeless She like curry chicken bird, I like salmon Every time I'm freakin' her, I give her allowance Don't feel good to be on that block list (block list) Why you put me on that block list? (Block list) I can't get through, I'm on that block list (block list) I'm tryna talk to you, I'm on that block list (block list)