Lil Durk - Viral Moment lyrics
Lil Durk [Durk Derrick Banks] Smurk [Chicago, Illinois, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Lil Durk - Viral Moment lyrics]
(TouchofTrent be wildin' with it)
I pour an eight inside the Lam' truck
Fell asleep flyin'
I thought them niggas had my back
But I'm steady seein' signs
And I can't turn my back on Boona
Like I ain't see him tryin'
These tears shed, whenever he dead
It's different seein' him die
Bah, get close up on 'em
You know that shit be graphic
You gotta pop out with that ratchet
You know this shit get tragic
And you can't fumble with that stick
You know this shit ain't Madden
All that shit you did in the streets
You know that shit gon' vanish
Yeah, I pop these pills
They try to read my thoughts
And you can't dig back in your past
'cause you got time you lost
And make that time up for your kids
'cause you know time ain't bought
Booka bought me a diamond cross
But he know he won't cross me
They turned they back and said
They'd kill me, yeah
That's when they lost me
I put baguettie inside the Cartier
'cause I'm feelin' bossy
They feel some type of way
In the county jail, i told 'em call me
I built a relationship with the real
With niggas who never saw me
Yeah, I seen my chance and
That's when I grabbed it
Fuck bein' a hundred
I spent a couple hundred on niggas' tablets
Lean gave me chest pain
That's when I popped the Perky tablet
I tried to get that family vibe
For niggas who wasn't established
You do that shit again
What you did to bro gon' get you a casket
I did shit for niggas without them askin'
I broke pounds for niggas
Without them matchin' i don't fuck with you
I'ma tell y'all nah even though I got it
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This shit was different
We was together like ten years ago
And I don't talk to a lotta niggas
But they still the bros
The ones I ain't talk to like that back then
Know they still hoes
And some niggas try to hide they hate
But that shit still show
I never fucked on block hoes
Because I call 'em sisters
One hate me right now as I speak
Because I called her a hooker
Cut the loose ends, I cut 'em off
They try to say I'm a butcher
Bitch, you a rat, never mind
I changed my life, i'm Muslim
I talked to Chops on FaceTime, he say, "Damn
You back smokin'"
He say, "That back door damn
Near closed, " I say, "It's back open"
I say, "These blocks could be
Back one, " he say, "You back hopin'"
You gotta watch them niggas you
Love 'cause they still backdoorin'
He ain't got no hope in beatin' his
Trial because he lost his motion
Bro got life, he don't know how pussy smell
That's why he fuck his lotion
I know some real niggas would lose
It all for a viral moment
My dreads swing, I feel like Wayne
Show me my opponent
You know, I like talkin' to the streets, like
When you say you the voice
You gotta, like, open up, like
Tell motherfuckers, like, what it is, like
You can't hold nothin' back
You gotta relate to them
Relate to the poverty
You know what I'm sayin'?
Relate to the trenches
You know what I'm sayin', I can't be talkin'
'bout a Richard Mille all the time
Know what I'm sayin'?
Some of the guys don't even know what
The fuck a Richard Mille is
Know what I'm sayin'? You gotta relate
All angles, know what I'm sayin'? The voice
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I pour an eight inside the Lam' truck
Fell asleep flyin'
I thought them niggas had my back
But I'm steady seein' signs
And I can't turn my back on Boona
Like I ain't see him tryin'
These tears shed, whenever he dead
It's different seein' him die
Bah, get close up on 'em
You know that shit be graphic
You gotta pop out with that ratchet
You know this shit get tragic
And you can't fumble with that stick
You know this shit ain't Madden
All that shit you did in the streets
You know that shit gon' vanish
Yeah, I pop these pills
They try to read my thoughts
And you can't dig back in your past
'cause you got time you lost
And make that time up for your kids
'cause you know time ain't bought
Booka bought me a diamond cross
But he know he won't cross me
They turned they back and said
They'd kill me, yeah
That's when they lost me
I put baguettie inside the Cartier
'cause I'm feelin' bossy
They feel some type of way
In the county jail, i told 'em call me
I built a relationship with the real
With niggas who never saw me
Yeah, I seen my chance and
That's when I grabbed it
Fuck bein' a hundred
I spent a couple hundred on niggas' tablets
Lean gave me chest pain
That's when I popped the Perky tablet
I tried to get that family vibe
For niggas who wasn't established
You do that shit again
What you did to bro gon' get you a casket
I did shit for niggas without them askin'
I broke pounds for niggas
Without them matchin' i don't fuck with you
I'ma tell y'all nah even though I got it
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This shit was different
We was together like ten years ago
And I don't talk to a lotta niggas
But they still the bros
The ones I ain't talk to like that back then
Know they still hoes
And some niggas try to hide they hate
But that shit still show
I never fucked on block hoes
Because I call 'em sisters
One hate me right now as I speak
Because I called her a hooker
Cut the loose ends, I cut 'em off
They try to say I'm a butcher
Bitch, you a rat, never mind
I changed my life, i'm Muslim
I talked to Chops on FaceTime, he say, "Damn
You back smokin'"
He say, "That back door damn
Near closed, " I say, "It's back open"
I say, "These blocks could be
Back one, " he say, "You back hopin'"
You gotta watch them niggas you
Love 'cause they still backdoorin'
He ain't got no hope in beatin' his
Trial because he lost his motion
Bro got life, he don't know how pussy smell
That's why he fuck his lotion
I know some real niggas would lose
It all for a viral moment
My dreads swing, I feel like Wayne
Show me my opponent
You know, I like talkin' to the streets, like
When you say you the voice
You gotta, like, open up, like
Tell motherfuckers, like, what it is, like
You can't hold nothin' back
You gotta relate to them
Relate to the poverty
You know what I'm sayin'?
Relate to the trenches
You know what I'm sayin', I can't be talkin'
'bout a Richard Mille all the time
Know what I'm sayin'?
Some of the guys don't even know what
The fuck a Richard Mille is
Know what I'm sayin'? You gotta relate
All angles, know what I'm sayin'? The voice
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah