David Ruffin (Explicit) - Lil Durk
Lyrics by：Durk Banks/Eric Sandoval/Spencer Harris
Composed by：Durk Banks/Eric Sandoval/Spencer Harris
Tune up
Sonic
You ever woke up out your sleep like is you gon' die in the trenches
You ever thought it'd be your dawg when they described the witness
I wrote a letter to authorities when they threw out the tenants
To claim that s**t that bronem claim you know that s**t a privilege
For Pat I'll throw them tears I remember the night they took him
I treat them h*es with a lil' respect 'cause that could be my sister
They had gave police them guns when they pulled up they booked 'em
We catch an opp he get baptized like I was never Muslim
Like wipe your nose I love you bro
Stop f**kin' with Ashton Kutcher
Funeral home they extorted me 'cause I be paying for bookings
Won't send no hunchos to the county 'cause you be paying for p***y
Could've went to college
But instead I'm in this van with hoodlums
And that s**t all facts
I tried to give my dawg a pound but he want all crack
Like f**k the feds you threaten my kids
I'm gettin' 'em all whacked
I spent like ninety on a Cuban that s**t prong set
Most of them OG's get out the feds
They know they all rats n***a
All these n***as tryna live my life
They don't know what I go through
They ain't gon' do what they supposed to
I had to get it out that mud 'cause we was pain and suffering
And we was stuck inside the hood we mix our Percs with 'Tussin
I know a killer got in that jam we call him David Ruffin
And they didn't even use his statement so he sang for nothing
They had a b***h up on that case but she the lamest bustin'
I f**ked her but she still showed up at court I came for nothing
I appreciate my war scars show me I came from nothin'
My daddy got back off that L like who get life for hustlin'
I'm still a voice inside the trenches don't make me say it again
He just played the opps inside this club he better not play it again
See dissin' me and go OT gon' get your hood shot
I can tell the streets what I been through just off my mugshots
And that s**t all facts
I tried to give my dawg a pound but he want all crack
Like f**k the feds you threaten my kids
I'm gettin' 'em all whacked
I spent like ninety on a Cuban that s**t prong set
Most of them OG's get out the feds
They know they all rats n***a
All these n***as tryna live my life
They don't know what I go through
They ain't gon' do what they supposed to
