Lyrics Please - Lil Durk , Lil Baby
(Makers,
Makers)
(Run
that
back,
Turbo,
run
that
back,
Turbo)
Tryna
make
a
change
Tryna
make
a
dollar
when
I
only
had
some
change
Seen
inside
a
one
man
cell,
I
tightened
up
my
brain
I
can′t
f-
with
all
of
y'all,
I′m
tightenin'
up
my
game
I'm
too
far
for
me
to
complain
No
one
came
as
hard
as
I
done
came,
for
sure
I
could′ve
kept
going,
but
I
made
a
lane
for
bro
That′s
what
you
'posed
to
do
If
any
n-
overstep
they
boundaries,
you
supposed
to
shoot
And
it′s
enough
money
in
it
for
all
of
us,
I'll
post
your
music
I
know
that
this
sh-
is
a
façade,
I
ain′t
gon'
let
′em
fool
me
I
can't
put
my
trust
inside
no
broad,
I
ain't
gon′
let
′em
use
me
I
done
put
her
hеart
inside
my
pocket,
I
ain't
gon′
nevеr
lose
it
I
done
had
to
stand
in
front
of
the
judge,
and
tell
her
I'm
a
user
Damn,
go
to
sleep,
we
f-
Wake
up,
then
we
fussing
Baby,
we
can′t
force
it
Love
will
run
its
course
I'll
make
you
call
my
name
until
you
lose
your
voice
Me
and
money
married,
we
f-
off
as
a
couple
Taking
uppers,
′cause
I
don't
like
to
be
down
too
much
But
I
sip
syrup,
and
I
don't
play
around
too
much
Take
my
word,
you
can′t
just
be
down
with
us
We
put
in
work
Half
a
ticket
on
a
Phantom
just
to
ride
around
Atlanta
My
lil′
- gon'
make
the
Forbes
list
Dress
my
mom
up
for
these
award
shows
I′m
just
happy
it
ain't
court
dates
I
ride
′Raris,
I
don't
horseplay
I′m
a
grown
a-
man,
gotta
have
a
blicky
when
I
land
You
keepin'
your
business
clean,
everyone
trying
to
endorse
you
I
will
never
stick
my
d-
in
no
one
I
pay
child
support
to
I've
been
tryna
build
a
fortune,
got
millions
for
my
niece
and
nephew
I′ve
been
playing
in
a
trampoline,
whoever
falling,
I′ma
catch
you
If
you
wanna
play,
that
sh-
so
sour,
you
know
I
would've
helped
you
How
the
f-
you
leaving?
Without
me,
it
ain′t
no
going
in
All
a
n-
told
me
it
was
free,
but
I
still
gave
him
ten
We
do
what
we
want,
it
ain't
no
asking
Take
your
Rollie
off
when
you
sliding,
they
say,
"Time
will
tell"
You
gon′
die,
get
you
some
money,
or
you
go
to
jail
All
these
choppers
will
turn
this
city
to
a
living
Hell
It
was
crowded
on
the
elevator,
I
took
the
stairs
Lost
some
people
on
the
way
up,
but
I
don't
even
care
I
can′t
keep
you,
but
for
the
night,
I
want
to
please
your
body
I
want
to
please
your
body,
I
If
it
ain't
no
Wock'
then
I
drink
Tris
Can′t
no
promoter
book
my
b-
Can′t
name
a
n-
from
Chicago
ever
said
they
took
my
sh-
I
can't
post
up
like
a
killer
knowing
them
n-
killed
my
twin
We
gon′
spin
'til
we
get
dizzy,
we
gon′
spin
'til
we
see
him
Child
support
did
me
wrong,
tried
to
get
me
out
a
M
Only
time
I
hear
from
them
when
I
post
money
on
my
′Gram
When
to
Herman,
I
need
a
big
kit
on
my
Lamb'
She
a
Ifa,
so
she
keeping
on
her
beads
when
she
praying
My
lawyers
dogs,
when
I
call,
they
get
richer
by
the
case
I
got
n-
f-
with
dogfood
and
get
richer
by
the
day
I
know
watches,
your
sh-
fake,
I
could
tell
a
Richard
by
its
face
Real
n-
when
I'm
around
y′all,
I
be
feeling
out
of
place
The
industry
ain′t
let
me
in,
the
judge
ain't
let
me
travel
then
Ain′t
no
solid
Percs,
I
might
go
check
one
of
them
capsules
in
And
I
know
some
h-
that
run
they
mouth,
that's
why
I
don′t
never
see
'em
All
my
diamonds
GIA,
certified
then
No
cap,
got
a
top
tier
b-,
she
my
side
b-
B-
from
the
trenches
claim
they
kids
on
they
taxes
How
you
dressing
better
than
your
kids?
You
need
your
a-
kicked
A
laugh,
he
wasn′t
matching,
now
he
matching
with
his
casket
Take
your
Rollie
off
when
you
sliding,
they
say,
"Time
will
tell"
You
gon'
die,
get
you
some
money,
or
you
go
to
jail
All
these
choppers
will
turn
this
city
to
a
living
Hell
It
was
crowded
on
the
elevator,
I
took
the
stairs
Lost
some
people
on
the
way
up,
but
I
don't
even
care
I
can′t
keep
you,
but
for
the
night,
I
want
to
please
your
body
I
want
to
please
your
body,
I
1 Voice of the Heroes
2 2040
3 Hats Off (feat. Travis Scott)
4 Who I Want
5 Still Hood
6 Man of my Word
7 Still Runnin (feat. Meek Mill)
8 Medical
9 How It Feels
10 Lying
11 Okay
12 That's Facts
13 Please
14 Up The Side (feat. Young Thug)
15 If You Want To
16 Rich Off Pain (feat. Rod Wave)
17 Make It Out
18 Bruised Up
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