Lil Durk – 1 (773) Vulture

It’s goin’ be a homicide
I ain’t really tryin’ to die
Try to clean my image with a turkey [?]
Fuck Lil Durk and they dyin’ today (Facts!)
They don’t want to die today
I told her that I hope she lyin’

And nigga I’ll drill for ’em
Don’t feed your gang when they snake you, [?] goin’ wonder why
And she still [?] me [?] my [?] above a [?]
I ain’t still signed to French but I’d kill for him
You [?] a hoe inside the house, [?] she still goin’
2012 niggas wasn’t with me in the [?]
It’s goin’ be a homicide
[Hook: Lil Durk]

Hook: Lil Durk]
Foe Nem told me keep my iron
Fuck with me and it a homicide
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
They goin’ slide through your block, they make calls on you
I’ma take a risk, carry my guns inside my [?]
They told me they sick and tired
You [?] them and you ain’t supposed to, it’s goin’ fall on you
Why the opposition calling’ my line

I would, but I know they lyin’
Tellin’ me to come outside
My momma had a dream about me dyin’
Why you steady playing’ hoe, let me be their father
Kill his ass in the streets, we hope they don’t charge us
We can’t find your ass, we goin’ kill your [?]
We in 18 he getting out when he like 35
Teachers said I might be dead ’cause I love the streets
Who said I ain’t got no money, I’m like a [?]
(I been through this shit before, you know?)
And you ain’t thinking’ ’bout getting no money, til’ they [?] on you
And I got some shorties that goin’ shoot
Tellin’ me to come outside
They don’t want to die today
(I been through this shit before, you know?)
It’s goin’ be a homicide
I told her that I hope she lyin’
How the fuck you mad, and I gave your ass a hundred trys
They goin’ do the shit that you ain’t goin’ do
My momma had a dream about me dyin’
I would, but I know they lyin’
Foe Nem told me keep my iron
Voice of the trenches, talking for streets
Spit on me bad when I was down, I’ma ball on you
And you know it’s guarantee when I say it’s promise
I be out them drugs, addicted to narcotics
Fuck Lil Durk and they dyin’ today (Facts!)
Lie to you none, but in jail I say a hundred lies
Why the opposition calling’ my line
Whatever my niggas be wanting, know I got ’em
It’s goin’ be a homicide
The streets don’t love anyone, but they in love with me
And from the brothers that I love, I dropped a hundred [?]
2018 I’m goin’ up, my shows a hundred racks
They told me they sick and tired
Tryin’ talk my pride away
Certain shit I can’t tolerate