Lil Durk, Polo G - Lurkin (No Fumbling) lyrics

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You runnin', no fumblin'
Get hit with that switch in your stomach
And now you can't stomach it
I took a thirty, he out
Of shape, when they caught him
 they say he was tumblin'
They tryna cover it standin' right over him
Forty shells sound like it's thunderin'
Fuck all that brother shit
(yeah) , niggas be claimin' they with us
But we ain't with none of them
I heard a story about him
Heard he be claimin' them bodies ain't his
That's why we ain't worried about him
Foenem be lurkin' for niggas
With names and money
Them shawties ain't worried about him
I'm finna say somethin'
But I ain't finna check on myself though
Brrah, gang when he died, he shitted

"6ix9ine came to your block"
How you worried 'bout him?
You ain't ride for your niggas
Nigga ain't slide for his nigga
But he worried 'bout us
See he all on Twitter
I ain't worried 'bout shit
Just worried 'bout
The jakes a lil' bit, bitch
I'm around my killers
Really tryna set me up with a thot
Lil' bitch bitch, I'm around my killers

You runnin', no fumblin'
Get hit with that switch in your stomach
And now you can't stomach it
I took a 30, he out of
Shape, when they caught him
They say he was tumblin' they tryna cover it
Standin' right over him
Forty shells sound like it's thunderin'
Fuck all that brother shit
(yeah) , niggas be claimin' they with us
But we ain't with none of them
I heard a story about him
Heard he be claimin' them bodies ain't his
That's why we ain't worried about him
Foenem be lurkin' for niggas
With names and money
Them shawties ain't worried about him
I'm finna say somethin', but I ain't
Finna check on myself though Brrah, gang
When he died, he shitted

Ayy, Durk
Why would I play with these niggas?
If I ain't rappin'
I ain't got shit to say to these niggas
Back in 2012, they was lookin'
Up to our city, man
Chicago created these niggas
Every savage 'round me straight
From the sandbox
I ain't even have to pay for these killers
Can't control my temper
Get aggressive when I'm grippin' that Glock
I might end off face with these niggas
He don't care 'bout his past in a newer ride
Off them pills
He been thinkin' 'bout suicide
Comin' straight from the slums
Where it's do-or-die
Your mentality only way you survive
Demons comin'
Ain't nowhere that you can hide
Better pick up a gun when them troopers slide
Move wrong and them hollows
Gon' chew your spine
Is you with us or what? Better choose a side
(Bitch)

You runnin', no fumblin'
Get hit with that switch in your stomach
And now you can't stomach it
I took a thirty, he out of
Shape, when they caught him
They say he was tumblin'
They tryna cover it, standin' right over him
Forty shells sound like it's thunderin'
Fuck all that brother shit
(yeah) , niggas be claimin' they with us
But we ain't with none of them
I heard a story about him, heard he
Be claimin' them bodies ain't his
That's why we ain't worried about him
Foe'nem be lurkin' for niggas
With names and money
Them shawties ain't worried about him
I'm finna say somethin'
But I ain't finna check on myself though
Brrah, gang when he died, he shitted