Resume (Explicit)

Resume (Explicit) - Lil Durk

Written by：Durk Banks/Tyree Pittman

We sell liquid d**e gang

The w**d man online let's get it

Damn

I was deep in the field on this street sh*t

Late night I was starving ain't eat sh*t

Studio thinking hits tryna get rich

Hanging with a lot of niggas that was counterfeit

I was too real tote a blue steel

Had a deal had a deagle

No deal I was breaking packs

Had to feed and go kill post till I had M's

Then I had to go chill with a couple racks

I'm a real man

Studio 24 like a laker fan

Street sh*t had to take it in

One time out late I ain't take it in

I had to make amends

See you the red light

Creep on you with the red light

Strip a forty getcha head right

I'ma side slide

I won't know nothing I was on the road doing shows so bye bye

We're connected like wifi

I won't know sh*t I can't tell on my guys

Smoking on this spinach game Popeye

And my niggas do a drill

Ni**a up pipe call it show and tell

Light a ni**a brain like emmit till

Do a drill they for real they'll kill

Going outside to these streets yeah

This street sh*t ain't for everybody no no no no

So I'm tell this sh*t to everybody no no no no no

So stay in yo lane stay in yo lane

You can't fit in with this crowd nah

What's yo resume ni**a what's your resume

You ain't no killer you ain't no killer ni**a

I'm asking what's your resume ni**a what's your resume ni**a

I heard you ain't no killer nah nah nah nah

Who with this street sh*t

We was hugging them corners

Hugging them corners

Niggas snitching they informing

Snitching they informing

Street sh*t was important

Back then I couldn't afford it

Yellow ice b**ch stone Jeff Ford sh*t

They see how he spending them forges

Tryna rob me M and more place

M and place

With no face

I'm talking 'bout arm and hammer baking soda

I'm hammer baking soda

If the block dry then I'm taking over

Block dry then I'm taking over

Police they take it I'ma make it over

Take it I'ma make it over

Give me a brick and I'ma break it over

You ready I'm ready

You with it I'm with it

Let's get it you talk but don't get it

Put D in that skillet

I'm tryna get millions

I'm tryna get rich

Sh*t rich

Talking drug money blood money

I love money I wanna hug money

But I got that let's get it

You say you gotta bag then I got that

I'm loyal to my niggas

Out late night I be strugglin' with my niggas

On them corners I be hustlin' with my niggas

I'ma kill you if you f**k with my niggas gang

It's gong

This street sh*t ain't for everybody no no no no

So I'm tell this sh*t to everybody no no no no no

So stay in yo lane stay in yo lane

You can't fit in with this crowd nah

What's yo resume ni**a what's your resume

You ain't no killer you ain't no killer ni**a

I'm asking what's your resume ni**a what's your resume ni**a

I heard you ain't no killer nah nah nah nah

Who with this street sh*t