Lil Durk – Make It Back Lyrics

Lil Durk – Make It Back Lyrics
Make It Back
Lil Durk
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    "Make It Back." - Lil Durk

    Album: Lil Durk 2X (Deluxe)
    Track No: 13
    Yeah
    Let's go
    Uh
    Huh
    I wake up in the mornin' take a piss and grab the strap
    Then I wipe my eyes and then I pour a cup of Act
    I gotta check the strap 'cause bitches don't know how to act
    I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back, gang
    I gotta make it back, gang
    I gotta make it back, gang
    I gotta make it back, gang
    Gang, gang
    Trap house shootin' craps and shit, why Varney got the Mac and shit
    Love her she'll whack a bitch while Tracy and them be wrapping bricks
    The bitch I used to call my sis I filled the lil hoe up with dick
    Now she call **** her brothers but I know I'm used to it
    Gucci slides fuck her in the window while I'm serving pies
    Try to slide got this choppa on me and I leave him fried
    Homicide took his face apart he unidentified
    50K up in my lawyer just in case they lookin' for me
    I can't stand the smell of that work that's why my brothers cook it for me
    30K a show, don't call my phone just book it for me
    Money in my hand, that fast money, fast money
    I ain't talkin' Wayne I need that Cash Money
    I wake up in the mornin' take a piss and grab the strap
    Then I wipe my eyes and then I pour a cup of Act
    I gotta check the strap 'cause bitches don't know how to act
    I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back, gang
    I gotta make it back, gang
    I gotta make it back, gang
    I gotta make it back, gang
    Gang, gang
    All these **** tweakin' if you cross me you stuck in me
    I be in the city fuck **** we ain't duckin' shit
    All the real **** street **** they gone fuck with this
    All the real killas trap **** they gone fuck with this
    Head shot run up on Durk pussy better not
    Dead rock what you gone do from that red dot
    Run ****, better have your gun that's son ****
    We don't even tote 30s pussy we like drums ****
    Every **** round me they goin' to blow for me
    Tweak with me fo' them, gettin' them groceries
    I got the city how it supposed to be
    (I'm a real **** and they notice me)
    I wake up in the mornin' take a piss and grab the strap
    Then I wipe my eyes and then I pour a cup of ac'
    I gotta check the strap 'cause bitches don't know how to act
    I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back, gang
    I gotta make it back, gang
    I gotta make it back, gang
    I gotta make it back, gang
    Gang, gang

    Writer(s): Durk Banks & Kemoni Watts.

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