You know what I'm saying, um The album done Love song for the streets too I got niggas who locked who niggas lied on These niggas shootin' at these kids, they shootin' in blindfolds I got blood in my eyes, it ain't mine, oh And I got niggas in the trenches who I'd die for They got a murder that's unsolved, it got my mind gone And foenem still'd be right here if he ain't take his mask off Couldn't even think, his murders still unsolved, oh They said I still can't do no shows in Chicago That's why I'ma charge a hundred fifty for a concert When I'm done with that gun, clean your palms, oh I'd rather do 100 years than see my mom hurt Before you say I left you hangin', get a bond, oh I tell 'em, Nine coming home, they say I'm lying, oh I wonder what was in his mind in that Tahoe Off this ecstasy, I cannot sleep-ay-ay-ay Wash this gun powder off with some bleach-ay-ay-ay I'm Lil Durk and I be representing the trenches Steady ready running from the Jakes, we hoppin' fences I regret I caught that case, I had a witness And when I'm talking to the streets I bet they listen When I was done bad on my dick, they ain't pay attention Man, I fell down on my knees when the law came And I can't go like Mitch in the hallway I'd rather go out just like Rico, snake 'em all, ay Oh... I put this pain in this shit, that's why I got the streets They gotta come see me for that pain shit, bro Oh...