Lil Durk - Chiraqimony lyrics
Lil Durk [Durk Derrick Banks] Smurk [Chicago, Illinois, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Lil Durk - Chiraqimony lyrics]
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 hundred 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, ayy
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
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 hundred 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, ayy
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