[Intro]
Let us see the lights on your phone, put the lights out on your phones right now
I want y'all to light it up for me one time in this motherfucker please
Light the room up with your phones
If you ever lost somebody
It's been a rough couple of years
Put your lights on your phone, hold it up like this
Hold it up like this
That's what I'm talkin' about
Follow our lead, let's go
C'mon
Left to right, left to right
Left to right, left to right (C'mon)
Left to right, left to right
Left to right, left to right
Left to right, left to right (We gon' sing to the trenches, Durk)
Left to right, left to right (You know what it is right here)
Left to right, left to right (Keep your phones up)
Left to right (Talk to 'em)
(Let's go)
[Verse 1]
I was goin' through that pain alone
I was goin' through that phase alone
We all change, you say I change alone
Sleepless nights, barely changin' clothes
You know damn right you was wrong (Yeah)
Ayy, I was tired, they didn't realize it
Certain vibes, it don't feel right
Plenty nights left me traumatized
Why they lie? I do love my guys
You lookin' crazy, know the trenches raised me
I'm Durkio, but I'm Chicago JAY-Z
And I was scared how that money made me
I caught a vibe, but they was lookin' crazy (Yeah)
Money ran low, right? Felons can't vote, right?
I can't even vote for who I believe in, shit ain't goin' right
I didn't drop a tear inside the funeral, I ain't mourn right
And I nut in all the hoes I fuck, I blame the porn site (Yeah, c'mon)
[Chorus]
Please don't turn away from me
I got enough on my plate, can you turn away? Can you turn away? (Yeah, yeah)
Became the voice of the streets and my people ain't believe in me (Why?)
I'm supportive of the streets and my people ain't believe in me (Verse two, let's go)
[Verse 2]
Quarantine what? I'm just tryna make a buck
Talkin' to my dog, but he actin' like he stuck
Favorite gun a Glock, it's filled up with a month
Throw it in they face every time I hold it up
Granny ain't feelin' too well
Shootout with the police, I ain't goin' to jail
How he actin' off a case, you'll know if he tell
I know a nigga from the hood, he'll serve with no scale (Yeah)
Watch Bands make a play, I seen him score in the mail
Gave him thirty-nine years, I heard him cry in the cell
Even though I'm gettin' big, I bought a MAC through my Zelle
I took a picture on my block, they think I'm back in the field (Yeah, c'mon)
[Chorus]
Please don't turn away from me
I got enough on my plate, can you turn away? Can you turn away?
Became the voice of the streets and my people ain't believe in me
I'm supportive of the streets and my people ain't believe in me
Please don't turn away from me
I got enough on my plate, can you turn away? Can you turn away?
Became the voice of the streets and my people ain't believe in me
[Outro]
Ayy
I love that shit right there, man
Rest in peace King Von one time in this motherfucker
That's my man Franklin on guitar right there
Turn away, don't turn away from me
I got enough on my plate, I got enough on my plate, don't turn away
On them drums, my man Trey on the drums
On these keys, ManMan on the keys
That is C3 over there
I am DJ Reese
That is The Voice
We are OTF
Apple Music Live, let's go
Please don't turn away from me
I got enough on my plate, can you turn away? Can you turn away? (Let's catch this vibe right here)
Became the voice of the streets and my people ain't believe in me (Sing to 'em)
I'm supportive of the streets and my people ain't believe in me
(We gon' sing to the trenches right here)
Don't turn away, don't turn away from me (C'mon, c'mon)
I got enough on my plate, I got enough on my plate, don't turn away (Talk to 'em, Durk, c'mon)
Became the voice of the streets and my people ain't believe in me
I'm supportive of the streets and my people ain't believe in me
Thank y'all, I'm appreciative of y'all comin' out in this motherfucker, OTF
Make some noise for Durk one more time
Man, you know what? I'm the DJ, I'm feelin'—
I, I, Durk, I wanna do some more, let's do some more, can we do some—
