Chiraqimony

You know what I'm saying, um

The album done

Love Songs for the Streets 2

I got niggas who locked up who niggas lied on

These niggas shootin' at these kids, they shootin' in blindfolds

I got blood in my eyes, it ain't mine, oh

And I got niggas in the trenches who I'd die for

They got a murder that's unsolved, it got my mind gone

And foenem still'd be right here if he ain't take his mask off

Kenneka Jenkins' murder still unsolved, oh

They said I still can't do no shows in Chicago

That's why I'ma charge a hundred fifty for a concert

When I'm done with that gun, clean your palms, oh

I'd rather do 100 years than see my mom hurt

Before you say I left you hangin', get a bond, oh

I tell 'em, Nine coming home, they say I'm lying, oh

I wonder what was in his mind in that Tahoe

Off this ecstasy, I cannot sleep-ay-ay-ay

Wash this gun powder off with some bleach-ay-ay-ay

I'm Lil Durk and I be representing the trenches

Steady ready running from the Jakes, we hoppin' fences

I regret I caught that case, I had a witness

And when I'm talking to the streets I bet they listen

When I was down bad on my dick, they ain't pay attention

Man, I fell down to my knees when the law came

And I can't go like Mitch in the hallway

I'd rather go out just like Rico, snake 'em all, ay

Oh, oh-oh, ooh

I put this pain in this shit, that's why I got the streets

They gotta come see me for that pain shit, bro

Oh, oh, ooh, woah, oh, oh