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durkey - we back lyrics

[intro: durkey]
mm (daz, you made a hit)
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[chorus: durkey]
i told mooda that be back, n+gga
and we rappin’ all facts, n+gga
let them n+ggas rap that cap and let’s do it for the trap n+ggas
’cause i’ve been servin’ all these pack n+ggas
my uncle told me, “stick to rap, n+gga”
could’ve been dead, i ain’t have gun on my waist
your dead or in jail, it ain’t fun either place
a goofy f+ckin’ died so my tears i can waste
and i can’t trust these hoes, hope that fear go away
[post+chorus: durkey]
i just wanna travel states and see these n+ggas hate
n+ggas know i’m built different, feel different, i’m the gate
i started rap, i got a plate and n+ggas they gon’ wait
and i tote a fn, i’ll put it in your face, uh (daz, you made a hit)

[verse: thf mooda]
n+gga don’t slide but we skate, ayy
best believe i got on this mask, won’t see no face, ayy
feel like a author ’round this business gettin’ erased
could’ve lost my life danglin’ with them n+ggas
thank god this bl!ck don’t come with a safety
they looked good and been up road since 2012 and he fell victim to hisself
if it was better to get him free, on shorty, then he’ll be here
no cap, it’s a few of them n+ggas that wish they could be here
put my life on the line for n+ggas that should be here
my shawty called, said she just got a eviction notice
and she just want me to come through for her
it ain’t sh+t i won’t do for her
ain’t sh+t i won’t do for mom
ain’t sh+t i won’t do for my son
whatever, what they want?
sup, shawty, it ain’t no one on ones
i can’t go broke if i got this gun
my brodie jumpin’ chance, we got unlimited funds
heard he got unlimited guns
he love that n+gga, he live with that one
[chorus: durkey]
that be back, n+gga
and we rappin’ all facts, n+gga
let them n+ggas rap that cap and let’s do it for the trap n+ggas
’cause i’ve been servin’ all these pack n+ggas
my uncle told me, “stick to rap, n+gga”
could’ve been dead, i ain’t have gun on my waist
your dead or in jail, it ain’t fun either place
a goofy f+ckin’ died so my tears i can waste
and i can’t trust these hoes, hope that fear go away (daz, you made a hit)

[outro: durkey]
uh+uh
ayy, no, no, no, no
ayy, no, no, no, no
ayy, no, no, no, no
ayy, no, no, no, no

- durkey lyrics

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