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Lil Baby, Lil Durk - Man of my Word

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[Intro: Lil Durk]

You don't know what it took

(IRoccOnTheBeat)

(Nile, I hear you)

(You made this shit, Pharaoh)

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]

How she acting funny? I bought her her titties

Nigga she be fucking ain't none of my business

Upping my pole, that's a part of my fitness

Don't matter where I'm at, bitch, I'm known for the trenches

We the first niggas put drums in the city

We robbed the niggas, put drugs in the city

Fuck where you from 'cause I know that you with it

Check on his ass, I'ma handle my business

Trust you another, fuck you more than once

And you gotta be a killer just to hang with us

If you talking about murders then I'm hanging up

Run up on 'em, baow, ain't no onе-on-one

I got the money, so who I'm running from?

I got a lawyеr that cost a honey bun

Before I buy pussy, I buy a hundred guns

Judge told me a nigga died with my gun

Twenty ten, Reese stay in Ralph Lauren

Died close, feel like you died in my arms

Reinstated, they denied my bond

A nigga play with Smurk, you're not that smart

Sucked it twice, and I'm still not hard

Niggas cry out loud when they getting shot

That nigga word don't stand on my block

Fuck what you heard, I'm the man of my block

[Chorus: Lil Durk]

Stop playing, bitch, I'm Smurk

Bitch get naked, gotta put on my merch

I got your Uber, I kept my word

She freak, acting like she a nerd

No shirt when I'm off this Perc'

They slide every time we hurt

Lost bro, I know it hurt

We gon' catch him first

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]

Yeah, we run the game, now them boys gotta sit out

After I hit, tell her, "Meh," make her get out

Hundred mill' coming, I still ain't gon' chill out

I'm really dead, I'ma show how I get down

Hard on a bitch, man, I should've been pimping

Hard in these streets, the majority with me

He can't be serious, you gotta be kidding me

I'm really laughing, these lil' niggas tempting me

I get offended when niggas say, "Tap in"

I bought lil' bro 'nem Celine just to trap in

I got more clothes in my closet than Saks Fifth

I watched JB make a deuce do a backflip

I know you really don't know, you just act hip

I done took off for real, now how that feel?

Bro ain't never gon' change, I know that's real

Just run out of here, straight to the backfield

I sleep good every night, now I'm happy

"How you go where you go?" I'm a trapper for real

"How you know what you know?" I adapted for real

We too rich with the feds, we put shit in the mail

My lifestyle expensive, this shit high as hell

Lil' bro tryna score, so I gave him a lay up

I gotta go somewhere, no I can't lay up

Bitch, stop playing, you better not tell

[Chorus: Lil Durk]

Stop playing, bitch, I'm Smurk

Bitch get naked, gotta put on my merch

I got your Uber, I kept my word

She freak, acting like she a nerd

No shirt when I'm off this Perc'

They slide every time we hurt

Lost bro, I know it hurt

We gon' catch him first

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