When We Shoot

[Intro]

(Turn Me Up Josh)

(Young Cutta run it up)

[Verse 1]

I be with demons, and yeah, I admit it

Get too high, got to flush my kidneys

Niggas be hoes, gotta mind my business

Call from the feds, they'll run up your minutes

Watch these hoes, they'll do it for image

Fuck four hoes, tryna turn me to stripper

I don't trust niggas, so I ride with my nickel

Crushed up faces, bustdown emerald

Can't trust twice 'cause it ain't that simple

Ten toes down, I'll ride for my niggas

When you ride through the 'Raq, gotta look at it through mirrors

He got caught 'cause I know he didn't

You know damn well you can't duck them switches

You gotta shoot for it 'cause that bitch be glitchy

I miss my dawg, gotta stay out my feelings

Miss my dawg, gotta stay out my, yeah

Love my block and I love my city, we call hoes eats

Wake up late, mouth 50K, better brush your teeth

I'ma say no when the nigga ask, I know he a leech

Contract with the label, bitch, I'm able, I'm signed to the streets

We ain't no goofies and I told Doody them pills be havin' me nervous

Nigga had shot my brother, when it come to the money, my shorty be constantly purgin'

Fuck my opps, we on his ass, catch 'em, blast, nobody nervous

We on his ass, ain't no pass, foenem do him dirty

I'm with the killers and I be comfortable 'round them gangsters

I'm with the robbers and I be comfortable 'round them gangsters

I give him a thirty, he pop out the car, he gettin' too anxious

Won't give him no X when he got his gat 'cause shorty too dangerous

[Chorus]

And you can't run when we shoot

You can't run when we shoot

You can't run when we shoot

And you can't run when we shoot

[Verse 2]

You better not slip, you better not trip

Come out the cut and blick

Them hoes left quick when I wasn't lit

Now them hoes be on my dick

I'm from the Lam', fuck 63rd, but that don't go for Hyp

I'ma get that Lam' truck blue for sixty days, that shit for Nip

And I don't even cheat on my bitch

Them bitches be tweetin' like, "Lil Durk be cheatin'," like bitches don't be on my dick

Why you be sneakin' and dissin' and pillowin'-talkin' when you with a bitch?

It be the niggas I used to call brother, I call 'em and tell 'em, "Let's get it"

Better ride with your blick, yeah

[Chorus]

And you can't run when we shoot

You can't run when we shoot

You can't run when we shoot

And you can't run when we shoot

And you can't run when we shoot

You can't run when we shoot

You can't run when we shoot

And you can't run when we shoot