Only The Family, Lil Durk - Dedication lyrics

This is a production

Running' duckin' law, smoker got no wind
Pull up on 'em, pull the trigger, shoot
Is he dead?
And no one foot out, one foot in
Is you scared?
If I get back in that jam, I'm goin' fed
Yeah yeah
Streets politician, lil' cousin fucked up
Want me to pay tuition
I'm so moody off medication
This shit hard work, and dedication

Granny call me a devil
Ran the streets all night
I ain't really got no levels
All my bitches all type
These niggas ain't count no check
These lil' niggas be all hype
I was fucked up now I'm back
Told 'em I'ma be all right
Top ten flow, ballin' like I'm Kris Dunn
I say Chicago, pick a gun like which one
You ain't ever live in a crib with a junkie
Goin' to sleep, gotta hide your money
Wasn't no food, gotta hold my tummy
Jumped in the streets
Ain't talkin' 'bout bungee
Couldn't keep no job, 'cause I was clumsy
And I told my teacher I want no trouble
And I hate when a fake nigga say he love you
I grew up different
I'm from the city of Al Capone
I got caught stealin'
Them people say that I grew up wrong
Don't blame me, blame poverty
Thirsty to get out and want my property
Fast seven think about robbin' me
You gon' have some wings
Like them Robin jeans

Running' duckin' law, smoker got no wind
Pull up on 'em, pull the trigger, shoot
Is he dead?
And no one foot out, one foot in
Is you scared?
If I get back in that jam, I'm goin' fed
Yeah yeah
Streets politician, lil' cousin fucked up
Want me to pay tuition
I'm so moody off medication
This shit hard work and dedication