(Dmac on the f#ckin’ track)
(Ayy, pull up, Lam)
(Ayo, Pluto, you goin’ brazy)
I showed a lot of n#gg#s love, and I’d give ’em my last
Why you tell that b#tch my business? Know she bring up my past
But I ain’t even run my mouth, what you would do for the cash
You walk around like I’m a goofy, like I won’t put you on blast
And I heard you told your friends, you ain’t get the chance to finesse
These n#gg#s claim they witnessed murders until they see one stretched
I’m tryna go to war with murder, I ain’t tryna war with success
And we on 59th for murder, he put that sh#t on his back
Man, I be hangin’ with them killers, they like Warzone
Woke up with my arm swole, I’m sleepin’ with my watch on
Booster b#tches bring me all type of sh#t without the barcode
I wasn’t watchin’ Dexter’s Laboratory, I was watchin’ Narcos
Late night ridin’ in the trenches, duckin’ potholes
I done watched my homie run up M’s off gelato
Bro ain’t into drugs, he made a living out of Costco
Should’ve seen my face, I seen a Glock like fully auto, switch, n#gg#
b#tch n#gg#s always ’round some rich n#gg#s
Actin’ like your #ss be rich, you ain’t got sh#t, n#gg#
Postin’ on the ‘Gram, you just around ’em ’cause they lit, n#gg#
You be tryna be in a n#gg#s’ section before they b#tch, n#gg#
Instagram b#tches ridin’ waves, they eatin’ dicks, n#gg#
And you ever lose a n#gg# you love? That sh#t hit different
Ever f#ck a b#tch insider her ass? It make her sit different
I done fell in love with a barber, she legit with it, uh-uh
And that cash is comin’ in
Don’t be talkin’ ’bout your stash ’cause they runnin’ in
And that gas is comin’ in
Bro just came back off a trip, he got a hundred in
And bro just got another ten
I can imagine how many bodies when the summer end
I can imagine when the summer end
I can imagine when the summer end
You false flaggin’, you be throwin’ up any gang you see
Became a killer, he became police (Yeah, a killer, he became police)
The trenches say I’m so barbarian
Them drugs got me out of character
My b#tches tell me I’m so arrogant
Like f#ck them n#gg#s, we ain’t letting up
b#tch n#gg#s always ’round some rich n#gg#s
Actin’ like your #ss be rich, you ain’t got sh#t, n#gg#
Postin’ on the ‘Gram, you just around ’em ’cause they lit, n#gg#
You be tryna be in a n#gg#s’ section before they b#tch, n#gg#
Instagram b#tches ridin’ waves, they eatin’ dicks, n#gg#
And you ever lose a n#gg# you love? That sh#t hit different
Ever f#ck a b#tch insider her ass? It make her sit different
I done fell in love with a barber, she legit with it, uh-uh
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Lil Durk Lyrics – Barbarian