Hear It Back Lyrics – Lil Durk
Louie Montana
I got my brother’s name in the bio
I remember runnin’ wraith from a Tahoe
I witnessed niggas dyin’ but they ain’t cry though
40 on me and insurance Geiko
Bitches ain’t fuckin’, she thinkin’ I’m givin’ her money, I told that lil’ bitch, “Skedaddle”
Me, I’m a real one, you gotta come show me you fuckin’, before I even pay for the travel
I’m in the Track rollin’ up runtz, ran out of woods, pass me a gravel
I done seen niggas y’all used to look up to back then become my shadow
I got watches, cost me a half a ticket, it ain’t even got diamonds in it
If you smoke, you can’t sell it, I’ma be real, it’s bad for business
F-E-rrari, whose ass sorry, that car’s fast, pass the limit
Pull up to [?]
I don’t even put on a mask for real
Shake ass and titties
I know the owner
I get a call from jail, they locked him in cell for corona
I told ’em give it some time, then let him come home
And they willing to get a diploma
I’m still mad what happened to brodie
I told her don’t bring up a nigga before me
She thinkin’ he lit ’cause he got a lil’ money
And a little G Wagon with a little ass Rollie
I’m too big for that
Why you takin’ my picture while I’m asleep? Bitch, you weird for that
Takin’ care of your kids, and you they daddy and you don’t get cheers for that (Cheers for that)
Take you back for the shit you did, but this, you can’t get cured for that
I done seen a nigga cheer with a [?] I could never live with that
I done told a nigga a thousand times that I love him, I ain’t even it hear it back (Hear it back, hear it back, hear it back)
In the trap, tryna fill up a duffle
My only mill’ jungle juices, some ruffles
Half of my profits went straight to the plug so I had to make that shit double (Taxes)
Fast forward, smokin’ bowls of truffles
Big mansion, different bitches, Dakota
Big old drip
Put down the yellow sign ‘fore they slippin’ the motherfuckin’ puddle
Ain’t no killer, but, nigga, don’t push me
Breaking news, he got hit with a foolie
Really chilly, ice on top of my hoodie (Cool)
Diamonds dancing like a stripper in Tootsie
I don’t give a fuck who hit it first
You was tryin’ shit, that don’t mean nothin’ to me (So)
Told the bitch, “When I get your body done
Ain’t no body count, reset the pussy” (Haha)
Don’t expect love from niggas no more (Why?)
Get on ’em drugs and act a lil’ slow
Fake ass gangsta, open, no scope (Ho)
Bitch, you can’t name one nigga I owe
Sip my sins and pain I pour (Cry)
Thought I was stuck but I was just broke
They choosin’ on us, we don’t show out for hoes (Clown)
[?] gon’ ride then you gotta roll (Bye)