โหลดเพลง mp3 Treacherous - Lil Durk

Treacherous (Explicit) - Lil Durk
Lyrics by：Durk Banks/Julian Davis
Composed by：Durk Banks/Julian Davis
Produced by：Julian Davis
Chase Davis on the beat yeah
When I talk I like to talk to souls
Drop that s**t
Knife in my back hit a artery
Home invasion to a robbery
And I told you give me honesty
You filed my taxes got me audited
You hang with them I don't want part of it
You wanna fake 'cause you ain't start with me
I said sorry but you started it
You confused you can't hang with us
I put the d**e in a Ziploc
They stole my style wow
What the f**k happened to hip-hop
Free Sheety he gave me the Crip walk
My brothers addicted to stick talk
The J's addicted to fentanyl
I count up a check I got big talk
41 M on a wrist watch
Careers be goin' on a rapture
Frontier was hurting my back
I was dyin' now I'm flyin' private
I put my gang over the whole mob
I told them n***as I'm biased
Black truck came with a drive through
My name it came with the violence
My name it come with the violence
My name it come with the sirens
My n***as got grills like Pyrex
Kid drill was a fire fighter
On the corner we was fightin' fire
In Chicago I was at a rival
Gettin' picked up in a Stryker
You can tell that I don't like you
You can tell I'm gon' try you
Yeah this for the savages
This for the savages this for the savages
This s**t treacherous
This s**t treacherous this s**t treacherous
This for the savages
This for the savages this for the savages
This s**t treacherous
This s**t treacherous this s**t treacherous
You don't know what the fame took
Ain't been on the land in like two years
Why they got me in the gang book
But I ride with the same hood
And this money won't change nothin'
Told bro open the lane for me
Don't give up my name beloved
You f**kin' a lame beloved
Her rib got my name above it
Kiss Bernice on the cheek
I'm bogus for it sorry
And I be takin' narcotics
A big shoot out on cottage
Dropped out ain't make it to college
I'm not no good role model
I like to take care of my toddler
Send money to jail for my partners
You don't think I'm a a major artist
Even though I got plaques and charted
Swallow crack I had to vomit
Gotta do it 'cause the police comin'
I'm from where it's rainin' bullets
Nasty hoes don't wear condoms
Where the street n***as support your talent
Where the street n***as say you valid
California queen from a pallet
And I had to get full of a salad
From the home of the gangsters
You ain't never say thank you
Only the family the label
I went to school for the cable
This for the savages
This for the savages this for the savages
This s**t treacherous
This s**t treacherous this s**t treacherous
This for the savages
This for the savages this for the savages
This s**t treacherous
This s**t treacherous this s**t treacherous