Don't Love

[Intro]

(ATL Jacob)

[Chorus: Lil Durk]

VVS's dripping down my neck, I'ma drown ho

Smith and Wesson, thinking I'm a game, I'm like Rambo

Came a long way from the trenches and the bando

Now it's me and Booka, Ikey, Doodie in a Lambo

Switchin' lanes, switchin' lanes, can't switch up on my main gang

You will die in the trenches thinking shit a game

These streets don't love you, these niggas don't love you for real

These bitches don't love you, these bitches don't love you for real

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]

You can't run from your problems, nigga, you can't avoid it

They don't believe Rondo can get out, I got a lawyer

I'm from the dirt with my brothers like we came from soil

We too loyal to let this money change us, shit not royal

Get out these streets lil bro, this shit ain't for you

Just know that shit a lie when they say they love you

Gotta watch out for that knife when they come and hug you

'Cause it be the same niggas to come and slug you

I'm a product of my environment

Bro a ex-killer, come out retirement

If he go down by himself for that case he'll tie you in

They gon' pull your strings like a violin

They gon' shoot your shit in traffic, no matter what car you in

Went to the streets and asked the dope boys is they hiring?

Gotta shoot something just to be with us, can't sign you in

If you over there and you don't 'pose to, you gon' die with them

Mama told me stay off these drugs, I need counseling

Tryna serve without paying, something gotta give

Always gotta chase a check, my son gotta live

How the fuck you want they custody, you ain't got a crib?

Got a crib, got a crib

Never serve a nigga where you gotta live

Secretive, secretive

Never tell a nigga where you live

[Chorus: Lil Durk]

VVS's dripping down my neck, I'ma drown ho

Smith and Wesson, thinking I'm a game, I'm like Rambo

Came a long way from the trenches and the bando

Now it's me and Booka, Ikey, Doodie in a Lambo

Switchin' lanes, switchin' lanes, can't switch up on my main gang

You will die in the trenches thinking shit a game

These streets don't love you, these niggas don't love you for real

These bitches don't love you, these bitches don't love you for real

[Verse 2: Derez De'Shon]

These bitches don't love you for real

These niggas don't love you for real

See love get you killed

I swear love gon' get me killed

Been through so much pain, I'm poppin' drugs with the pills

Yeah, I came from nothin' and I made it, niggas hate me

Bitches tryna have my baby, I even don't understand it

I keep get into it with my family, they keep askin' me for paper when they hear me on the radio station

All I wanted was the money, never wanted fame

Niggas actin' like they know me, they don't even know my pain

Bitch actin' like she know me, she don't even know my name

I'm a son of a king but ain't no crown when we talk reign

I got hoels in my umbrella

If I would've known, I probably would have done better

Put my trust in niggas when I should have known better

Bustin' my pistol, when it's empty, nigga gon' tell it

I'm jealous 'cause these niggas fake but they get respect

They lyin' in they rhymes, I tell the truth and I get neglect

Really sold nicks and dimes, tryna get a check in

Before dinner time, if not dinner, at least breakfast

[Chorus: Lil Durk]

VVS's dripping down my neck, I'ma drown ho

Smith and Wesson, thinking I'm a game, I'm like Rambo

Came a long way from the trenches and the bando

Now it's me and Booka, Ikey, Doodie in a Lambo

Switchin' lanes, switchin' lanes, can't switch up on my main gang

You will die in the trenches thinking shit a game

These streets don't love you, these niggas don't love you for real

These bitches don't love you, these bitches don't love you for real