please

(Makers)

(Run that back, Turbo)

[Lil Baby]

Tryna make a change

Tryna make a dollar when I only had some change

Seen inside a one man cell, I tightened up my brain

I can't fuck with all of y'all, I'm tightenin' up my game

I'm too far for me to complain

No one came as hard as I done came, fasho

I could've kept going, but I made a lane for bro

That's what you 'posed to do

If any nigga overstep they boundaries, you supposed to shoot

And it's enough money in it for all of us, I'll post your music

I know that this shit is a façade, I ain't gon' let 'em fool me

I can't put my trust inside no broad, I ain't gon' let 'em use me

I done put her hеart inside my pocket, I ain't gon' nevеr lose it

I done had to stand in front of the judge, and tell her I'm a user

Damn, go to sleep, we fucking

Wake up, then we fussing

Baby, we can't force it

Love will run its course

I'll make you call my name until you lose your voice

Me and money married, we fuck off as a couple

Taking uppers, 'cause I don't like to be down too much

But I sip syrup, and I don't play around too much

Take my word, you can't just be down with us

We put in work

Half a ticket on a Phantom just to ride around Atlanta

My lil' boys gon' make the Forbes list

Dress my mom up for these award shows

I'm just happy it ain't court dates

I ride 'Raris, I don't horseplay

I'm a grown ass man, gotta have a blicky when I land

You keepin' your business clean, everyone trying to endorse you

I will never stick my dick in no one I pay child support to

I've been tryna build a fortune, got millions for my niece and nephew

I've been playing in a trampoline, whoever falling, I'ma catch you

If you wanna play, that shit so sour, you know I would've helped you

How the fuck you leaving? Without me, it ain't no going in

All a nigga told me it was free, but I still gave him ten

We do what we want, it ain't no asking

Take your Rollie off when you sliding, they say: Time will tell

You gon' die, get you some money, or you go to jail

All these choppers will turn this city to a living Hell

It was crowded on the elevator, I took the stairs

Lost some people on the way up, but I don't even care

I can't keep you, but for the night, I want to please your body

I want to please your body, I

[Lil Durk]

If it ain't no Wock' then I drink Tris

Can't no promoter book my bitch

Can't name a nigga from Chicago ever said they took my shit

I can't post up like a killer knowing them niggas killed my twin

We gon' spin 'til we get dizzy, we gon' spin 'til we see him

Child support did me wrong, tried to get me out a M

Only time I hear from them when I post money on my 'Gram

When to Herman, I need a big kit on my Lamb'

She a Ifa, so she keeping on her beads when she praying

My lawyers dogs, when I call, they get richer by the case

I got niggas fuck with dogfood and get richer by the day

I know watches, your shit fake, I could tell a Richard by its face

Real nigga when I'm around y'all, I be feeling out of place

The industry ain't let me in, the judge ain't let me travel then

Ain't no solid Percs, I might go check one of them capsules in

And I know some hoes that run they mouth, that's why I don't never see 'em

All my diamonds GIA, certified them

No cap, got a top tier bitch, she my side bitch

Bitches from the trenches claim they kids on they taxes

How you dressing better than your kids? You need your ass kicked

A laugh, he wasn't matching, now he matching with his casket