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Make It Back

Lil Durk

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"Make It Back." - Lil Durk

Monday, 26 October 2026, 02:00 am

Album: 300 Days 300 Nights

Track No: 03

I wake up in the morning, take a piss, and grab a strap
Then I wipe my eyes and then I pour a cup of Act
I gotta check the stash '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, gang
I gotta make it back, gang, gang
I gotta make it back, gang, gang
Gang, gang
Trap house, shooting craps and shit
Why Varney got the Mac and shit
Love you, she'll whack a bitch
While Tracy and them be wrapping bricks
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
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 talking Wayne, I need that cash money
Wake up in the morning, take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my eyes and then I pour a cup of Act
I gotta check the stash '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, gang
I gotta make it back, gang, gang
I gotta make it back, gang, gang
Gang, gang
All these **** tweaking, if you crossin' me, you stuck
I be in the city, fuck ****, we ain't duckin' shit
All the real ****, street ****, they gon' fuck with this
All the real killas, trap ****, they gon' fuck with this
Head shot, run up on dark pussy, better not dead rock
What you gon' do from that red dot
Run, ****, better have your gun that's on my son, ****
We don't even tote 30's, pussy, we like drums, ****
Every **** round me, they gon' for me
Tweak with me, foe nem get in them groceries
I got the city how it supposed to be
(I'm a real **** and they notice me)
I wake up in the morning, take a piss, and grab a strap
Then I wipe my eyes and then I pour a cup of Act
I gotta check the stash '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, gang
I gotta make it back, gang, gang
I gotta make it back, gang, gang
Gang, gang

Writer(s): Durk Banks.

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