Resume (Explicit) - Lil Durk Written by：Durk Banks/Tyree Pittman
We sell liquid d**e gang
The w**d man online let's get it
Damn
I was deep in the field on this street sh*t Late night I was starving ain't eat sh*t Studio thinking hits tryna get rich Hanging with a lot of niggas that was counterfeit I was too real tote a blue steel Had a deal had a deagle No deal I was breaking packs Had to feed and go kill post till I had M's Then I had to go chill with a couple racks I'm a real man
Studio 24 like a laker fan Street sh*t had to take it in One time out late I ain't take it in I had to make amends See you the red light Creep on you with the red light Strip a forty getcha head right I'ma side slide I won't know nothing I was on the road doing shows so bye bye We're connected like wifi
I won't know sh*t I can't tell on my guys Smoking on this spinach game Popeye
And my niggas do a drill Ni**a up pipe call it show and tell Light a ni**a brain like emmit till Do a drill they for real they'll kill Going outside to these streets yeah This street sh*t ain't for everybody no no no no So I'm tell this sh*t to everybody no no no no no So stay in yo lane stay in yo lane
You can't fit in with this crowd nah What's yo resume ni**a what's your resume You ain't no killer you ain't no killer ni**a I'm asking what's your resume ni**a what's your resume ni**a I heard you ain't no killer nah nah nah nah Who with this street sh*t We was hugging them corners Hugging them corners Niggas snitching they informing Snitching they informing Street sh*t was important Back then I couldn't afford it Yellow ice b**ch stone Jeff Ford sh*t They see how he spending them forges Tryna rob me M and more place M and place With no face I'm talking 'bout arm and hammer baking soda I'm hammer baking soda If the block dry then I'm taking over Block dry then I'm taking over Police they take it I'ma make it over Take it I'ma make it over Give me a brick and I'ma break it over
You ready I'm ready You with it I'm with it Let's get it you talk but don't get it Put D in that skillet I'm tryna get millions I'm tryna get rich
Sh*t rich
Talking drug money blood money I love money I wanna hug money But I got that let's get it You say you gotta bag then I got that I'm loyal to my niggas
Out late night I be strugglin' with my niggas
On them corners I be hustlin' with my niggas
I'ma kill you if you f**k with my niggas gang
It's gong
This street sh*t ain't for everybody no no no no So I'm tell this sh*t to everybody no no no no no So stay in yo lane stay in yo lane
You can't fit in with this crowd nah What's yo resume ni**a what's your resume You ain't no killer you ain't no killer ni**a I'm asking what's your resume ni**a what's your resume ni**a I heard you ain't no killer nah nah nah nah Who with this street sh*t
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You can't fit in with this crowd nah What's yo resume ni**a what's your resume You ain't no killer you ain't no killer ni**a I'm asking what's your resume ni**a what's your resume ni**a I heard you ain't no killer nah nah nah nah Who with this street
