Future, Lil Durk - AFFILIATED lyrics

Future Lil Durk

Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸

Lil Durk [Durk Derrick Banks] Smurk [Chicago, Illinois, U.S.] 🇺🇸

[Future, Lil Durk - AFFILIATED lyrics]

Yeah (yeah) i'm reloading (I'm reloading)
Yeah (yeah)

Yeah, I been countin' money so
Long it make my hands ache
Yeah, hundred round in the trunk
Can't even stand straight
Yeah, gon' pop more than one
Start hallucinatin'
Lot of diamonds on my arm
Look like roller-skate
My hood hotter than a sauna, nigga
Whackin' shit
Flood that lil' bitch out in stones
And got a badder bitch
Posted on the corner where it's yellow tape
Had to buy my bitch a gun, gang affiliate

Told her "Don't be worried 'bout none
Lil' one killin' shit"
I take criminals where I go


But I'm legitimate
Put so many chains on, it made my head hurt
You can't shoot it out the car
Put in leg work
Why you gon' shoot him in the chest
When you hit his head first?
I was sellin' water-water and
Missed the school bus
Had to place another order
Bought more Lamb' trucks
Came up breaking laws
Had to get my hands dirty
Used to hang with a bitch, gave my mans dirt
When they searched the rental
That's when I knew the feds were lurkin'
Watch my grandma go to prison
Made my heart hurt
Bought a gang of cars like
A pack of Starburst

Yeah, I been countin' money so long
It make my hands ache
Yeah, hundred round in the trunk
Can't even stand straight
Yeah, gon' pop more than one
Start hallucinatin'
Lot of diamonds on my arm
Look like roller-skate
My hood hotter than a sauna, nigga
Whackin' shit (Smurk, Pluto)
Flood that lil' bitch out in stones
And got a badder bitch (Let's get it, yeah)
Posted on the corner where it's yellow tape
Had to buy my bitch a gun, gang affiliate

I'm a street nigga
I'm affiliated with the gang wars (Facts)
So many murders goin' on, I been hit
I ask a nigga what he changed for (Brrah)
I done seen my homie die right in
Front of me with his gun drawn
I'm fighting attempted murders, I still be
Walkin' 'round with my gun showin', nigga
I'm from the mud-mud
You need a job 'til my people
Make a nigga check stub
Shoot up the block and
Pick the shell-cases up
And make the police officer work for it
I'm too street, when I'm in the zone
I take drugs by the two-three (Drugs, drugs)
And it's proof I don't fuck
With too many niggas
Pull up in the hood in two-seats
Young wild niggas, I'ma stay around
Ridin' hot cars with no license (Hell)
Don't play, he'll kill you like a dark-skin
Whole time bro ass light-skin (Gang)
He'll kill you for a light ten
On a nigga ass like a tight end (Ha)
Bro, I gave you only 'til the night end
(Night end)
Young street nigga duck indictments
(Let's get it)

Yeah, I been countin' money so long
It make my hands ache
Yeah, hundred round in the trunk
Can't even stand straight
Yeah, gon' pop more than one
Start hallucinatin'
Lot of diamonds on my arm
Look like roller-skate
My hood hotter than a sauna, nigga
Whackin' shit
Flood that lil' bitch out in stones
And got a badder bitch
Posted on the corner where it's yellow tape
Had to buy my bitch a gun, gang affiliate

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