Only The Family, Lil Durk - Smurk Carter lyrics

DJ on the beat so it's a banger
Bang, bang, bang

You know money and power
Got the trenches united
Got some members indicted over
Money and violence
I was raised in the jungle with snakes, rats
And some lions (yeah)
Let the Pellys for winters, dope boys
And giants daddy took over the streets
Larry Hoover was my age
When weed was so cheap
Sellin' drugs on MySpace
I'm a gangster at heart
Could stop a war with my face
Mama, I said I'm sorry for puttin'
You through the mind games, sorry
"Only The Family" the navy
Three double-o is the army (Damn)

Tell 'em, "Re-open Barneys" (Damn)
A hundred fifty on Marni (Damn)
A double cup full of lean (Damn)
I need to drink some Dasani (Damn)
'Cause, my piss back yellow (Damn)
But my President white (Damn)

Plus my 'RarI was white
My Rollie face was just white
My uncle had his own crib
But he stay with the white
I'm in a phase of my life
I can't be praisin' the mice
My auntie prayed to the Christ
I made a way through the night

Be glad I gave her a flight
My brother stay with the pipe
He just ain't have it that night
I hate he play with his life
Could've paid for his price
I brought it straight from the dice
"Racketeering" his charge
I wish he took my advice

Money is the root of all evil (yeah)
Smurk, I mean Durk be in
The trenches with his people
Cursed, I mean hurt that they
Just takin' all my people chh, bow-bow
Ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal

Back in 2010 I went to
School with a desert eagle sean Jean hoodie
With Shawn Carters in my Evisu's
Family treat me different
I had to walk 'round like I'm see through
Niggas treat me like family
I just told you what the streets do
Young age, i ran used to run the streets
'cause I'm a bad boy
Traphouse my Waffle House
I trapped right off my Android
Never duck no niggas or no 12
Just the landlord didn't have my rent
I left my bitch and she was payin' for it
(Bitch) loved brodie to death
He hit that dope but I can't stand for it
(Nope)
I took over the trenches for a century
I'm the man to 'em (I'm the man to 'em)
Label said I'm makin' enough for the streets
Just make some dance music (Cha, cha)
Said "I can't, I gotta make
Shit for the streets, I'm the man to 'em'"
(Nah, nah) money over bitches
Some reason I'll tend to 'em (yeah)
I ain't never listen
Like fuck permission I carry a jam for?
(Jam for)
Family in the streets, my relationship
I got a handful (yeah)
Count a million cash, I swear to God
It had my hand sore (Sss, ahh)
Fuck her from the back
I had her scratchin' off the headboard
(yeah)
Nutted on her lashes, I ain't gotta ask her
What she mad for (Smurk)
"Baby, what you sad for? Baby
What you sad for?" (Huh?)
The Brabus truck, the one that, hmm
I paid a bag for it
I paid cash for it, a duffel bag boy (yeah)
But too much cash'll have 'em paranoid

Money is the root of all evil (yeah)
Smurk, I mean Durk be in
The trenches with his people
Cursed, I mean hurt that they
Just takin' all my people chh, bow-bow
Ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal

Money is the root of all evil (yeah)
Smurk, I mean Durk be in
The trenches with his people
Cursed, I mean hurt that they
Just takin' all my people chh, bow-bow
Ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal