Lil Durk, Derez De’Shon - Don’t Love lyrics

VVS's dripping down my neck, I'ma drown ho
Smith and Wesson, thinking I'm a game
I'm like Rambo came a long way from the
Trenches and the bando
Now it's me and Booka, Ikey
Doodie in a Lambo
Switchin' lanes, switchin' lanes
Can't switch up on my main gang
You will die in the trenches
Thinking shit a game
These streets don't love you
These niggas don't love you for real
These bitches don't love you
These bitches don't love you for real

You can't run from your problems, nigga
You can't avoid it
They don't believe Rondo can get out
I got a lawyer
I'm from the dirt with my brothers
Like we came from soil
We too loyal to let this money change us
Shit not royal
Get out these streets lil bro
This shit ain't for you
Just know that shit a lie when
They say they love you
Gotta watch out for that knife when
They come and hug you
'Cause it be the same niggas
To come and slug you
I'm product of my environment
Bro a ex-killer, come out retirement
If he go down by himself for
That case he'll tie you in
They gon' pull your strings like a violin
They gon' shoot your shit in traffic
No matter what car you in
Went to the streets and asked the
Dope boys is they hiring?
Gotta shoot something just to be with us
Can't sign you in
If you over there and you don't 'pose to
You gon' die with them
Mama told me stay off these drugs
I need counseling
Tryna serve without paying
Something gotta give
Always gotta chase a check, my son gotta live
How the fuck you want they custody
You ain't got a crib?
Got a crib, got a crib
Never serve a nigga where you gotta live
Secretive, secretive
Never tell a nigga where you live

VVS's dripping down my neck, I'ma drown ho
Smith and Wesson, thinking I'm a game
I'm like Rambo came a long way from the
Trenches and the bando
Now it's me and Booka, Ikey
Doodie in a Lambo
Switchin' lanes, switchin' lanes
Can't switch up on my main gang
You will die in the trenches
Thinking shit a game
These streets don't love you
These niggas don't love you for real
These bitches don't love you
These bitches don't love you for real

These bitches don't love you for real
These niggas don't love you for real
See love get you killed
I swear love gon' get me killed
Been through so much pain
I'm poppin' drugs with the pills
Yeah, I came from nothin' and I made it
Niggas hate me bitches tryna have my baby
I even don't understand it
I keep get into it with my family
They keep askin' me for paper when they
Hear me on the radio station
All I wanted was the money, never wanted fame
Niggas actin' like they know me
They don't even know my pain
Bitch actin' like she know me
She don't even know my name
I'm a son of a king but ain't
No crown when we talk reign
I got hoels in my umbrella
If I would've known
I probably would have done better
Put my trust in niggas when
I should have known better
Bustin' my pistol, when it's empty
Nigga gon' tell it
I'm jealous 'cause these niggas fake
But they get respect
They lyin' in they rhymes
I tell the truth and I get neglect
Really sold nicks and dimes
Tryna get a check in
Before dinner time, if not dinner
At least breakfast

VVS's dripping down my neck, I'ma drown ho
Smith and Wesson, thinking I'm a game
I'm like Rambo came a long way from the
Trenches and the bando
Now it's me and Booka, Ikey
Doodie in a Lambo
Switchin' lanes, switchin' lanes
Can't switch up on my main gang
You will die in the trenches
Thinking shit a game
These streets don't love you
These niggas don't love you for real
These bitches don't love you
These bitches don't love you for real