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Man of My Word
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Lil Durk
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You don't know what it took (IRoccOnTheBeat) (Nile, I hear you) (You made this sh*t, Pharaoh) acting funny, I brought out her titties n***a she be f**king ain't none of my business Upping my pole, that's a part of my fitness Don't matter where I'm at, b*t*h, I'm known for the trenches We the first n***as put drums in the city We robbed the n***as, put drugs in the city f**k where you from 'cause I know that you with it Check on his ass, I'ma handle my business Trust you another f**king 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 one-on-one I got thе money, so who I'm running from? I got a lawyer that cost a honey bun Bеfore I buy pu**y, I buy a hundred guns Judge told me, n***a die with my gun Twenty ten, reached [?] Died close, feel like you died in my arms Reinstated, they denied bond A n***a play with Smurk, you're not that smart Sucked it twice, and I'm still not hard n***as cry out loud when they getting shot That n***a word don't stand on my block f**k what you heard, I'm the man of my block Stop playing, b*t*h, I'm Smurk b*t*h 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 Yeah, we run the game, now them boys gotta sit out After I hit, tell her [?] 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 b*t*h, 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' n***as tempting me I get offended when n***as say, "Tap in" I brought a [?] 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 sh*t in the mail My lifestyle expensive, this sh*t high as hell Lil' bro tryna score, so I gave him a lay up I gotta go somewhere, no I can't lay up b*t*h, stop playing, you better not tell Stop playing, b*t*h, I'm Smurk b*t*h 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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