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Lil Durk
Lil Durk
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Durk Banks
Durk Banks
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Joshua Luellen
Joshua Luellen
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Matthew-Kyle Adrian Brown
Matthew-Kyle Adrian Brown
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Southside
Southside
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Smatt Sertified
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The big Durkio, though Nigga been bumpin' this shit since I was seven years old, man Hahaha, and I got with Durkio It hurt you the worst when your brothers don't turn you up It hurt you the worst when your brothers don't turn you up (808 Mafia) Back in 2012, they counted me out, I had to turn up a notch Back then, 'em hoes fuckin' for clout, I had to turn up a notch I'm thinkin' you happy, but low-key you doubted me, I had to turn up a notch Sleepin' on porches, I served off the balcony, I had to turn up a notch Bro in the kitchen, fell asleep off Percocets, wifey text me like, "Turn off the pot" Thinkin' 'bout bro doin' the dash in the Ghost off a four, shit had me swervin' a lot Hit him with perjury, he kept it a hundred through burglary, I send him money a lot Wishin' he made it through surgery, doctors' and nurses' faces tellin' a lot Shout-out brodie, he made it outta the drug game, you'd be blessed if he serve you an ounce I fuck your bitch, I'm not throwin' no shade up, I'm the type to just fuck her and bounce Seen my uncle actually reactin' off coke, won a Grammy, sent my picture to bro Breezy, Wicked and Chuckyy my woe, 'em not the niggas you send to the store Breakin' news, the trenches a zoo, just don't move, get shot out your shoes Tell on who? I don't have a clue, flew her out, and she stayed in the room (whoa, whoa) Murder cases, I watch it from Zoom (whoa, whoa), ice from Izzy, my shit like a pool (whoa, whoa) Give me lean, I don't want no Azul (whoa, whoa), all my savages family too (whoa, whoa, whoa) Back in 2012, they counted me out, I had to turn up a notch Back then, 'em hoes fuckin' for clout, I had to turn up a notch I'm thinkin' you happy, but low-key you doubted me, I had to turn up a notch Sleepin' on porches, I served off the balcony, I had to turn up a notch My savages, my savages, my savages It hurt you the worst when your brothers don't turn you up My savages, my savages, my savages It hurt you the worst when your brothers don't turn you up My savages, my savages, my savages It hurt you the worst when your brothers don't turn you up My savages, my savages, my savages It hurt you the worst when your brothers don't turn you up
Writer(s): Joshua Luellen, Durk Banks, Matthew-kyle Adrian Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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