Lil Durk - RN4L lyrics

Yeah, man, it's Nine, man
Live from the trenches, man
Happenin'  with my boy Durkio, man
He  the soul of the streets, man
I'm the voice of the streets, man
I'll be back out there going crazy
Bro was there when wasn't nobody there, man
You  know, payin' lawyer fees, you
Know, sending bread, whatever, on bro
Holding  a motherfucker down, man
Doing his thing for me
All you fu' ass niggas out there snaked
Out, man, on some fake shit, man
Remember  all the real niggas
Showed love, man, stayed down, shout
Out to real niggas, man
Y'all know I'm on my OTF shit, man, on go

They told me don't die
Young because I'm talented
You  really for me
You been around and you ain't asked for shit
Voice of the streets, and if I say it
Varney stand on it
I speak my soul through my music
I'm so passionate
And if you thinkin' 'bout taking my chain
Just know you would die with it
When them niggas count your pockets
You gotta watch that shit
I ain't have a pot to piss in, you did
You say this brother shit fell off, it did
(Turn up)

I'm the brains and you the muscle
That's Varney still
And niggas really speak they mind
Off them Perky pills
They left me hanging and left me abandoned
That shit hurt me still
We fell off and it was a shootout
And I think they'll murk me still
In the studio smoking exotic
Comin' up with new bars
I tried to stop it, I tried to stop it
That shit too far
Been around with my brothers
You give me endurance
I ride with two Glocks
And I'm thinking 'bout getting insurance
Tryna do me like 2Pac ooh, it hurt my soul
Who gon' ride with you 'til the end?
Then again
You gotta watch out for your friends
They disrespect me on the 'net
Don't pay it no 'ttention

They told me don't die
Young because I'm talented
You really for me
You been around and you ain't asked for shit
Voice of the streets, and if I say it
Varney stand on it
I speak my soul through my music
I'm so passionate
And if you thinkin' 'bout taking my chain
Just know you would die with it
When them niggas count your pockets
You gotta watch that shit
I ain't have a pot to piss in, you did
You say this brother shit fell off, it did
(Turn up)

Gotta be a snake to hang around you snakes
Boona gon' be straight
You know that's my lil' ace
If you play with my name
The streets gon' give you a taste
Just signed my deal with Bel-Air
Fuck around and give you a case
Niggas low-key Chuck E cheese
Tryna give you a case
A lot of pussies in these
Streets and I'll never embrace
You talking like you an OG
And you can't get replaced
They wanna see your face in the casket
I told 'em leave your face
And I be thinkin' about my
Dawg until them Runtz gone
Until a nigga shoot that dome
It won't be much long
It's not a letter to the streets
It's just a love song
Lost Baby D to these streets
Can't believe my cuz gone

They told me don't die
Young because I'm talented
You really for me
You been around and you ain't asked for shit
Voice of the streets, and if I say it
Varney stand on it
I speak my soul through my music
I'm so passionate
And if you thinkin' 'bout taking my chain
Just know you would die with it
When them niggas count your pockets
You gotta watch that shit
I ain't have a pot to piss in, you did
You say this brother shit fell off, it did
(Turn up)

Let's get it
DJ on the beat, so it's a banger