Behind Us

[Lud Foe (Lil Durk):]
Squad!
(Cop out
These niggas stay talking like they in this shit man)
Ay, ay
([?] ya dig?)
In the streets, in the skreets yeah
(Gang!)
Gang
(Lud Foe what up!)

[Lud Foe:]
Just me give a reason to get to squeezing
So they get the word out that pussy be squeaking
She said she in love with me but I don't trust her
In the stu I be spitting rhymes, Busta
This nigga say he want beef, was like hol' up
And he say in the streets but he really in the skreets
If you looking for the gang, you know where to find us
It's a whole bunch of money and guns behind us

If he want a feature gotta [?] more fortune than me
Shoot a 3 bitch I'm balling like Detroit in me
Like a Alcoholic bitch I keep a.40 with me
And dissing me 'cause he broke he a shawty to me
4 bulldogs bread like O-Dog, slipping on him make that nigga sorry that he dozed off
I get a redbone and make her take her clothes off
Police pull me over just to see why my doors off
And you get Animosity when niggas murdering shit
Bitches say they love me but I ain't with the purchasing shit
I pull up on yo' block shoot a nigga, fuck who I hit
And I'ma trapstar so I keep brick on my wrist
My niggas in the pen they doing 10 for this shit
When my uncle died I swear I almost lost my merit in this shit
Like I'm on a [?], had to stay grinding and shit
I add to the safe now I'm multiplying this shit

Just me give a reason to get to squeezing
So they get the word out that pussy be squeaking
She said she in love with me but I don't trust her
In the stu I be spitting rhymes, Busta
This nigga say he want beef, was like hol' up
And he say in the streets but he really in the skreets
If you looking for the gang, you know where to find us
It's a whole bunch of money and guns behind us

[Lil Durk:]
Andale mama and I'll eat ya
Trapping out the building serving junkies in the Nissan
Big homie a bitch on bailing banks he a peon
Flying private jets on the gang I'ma kill y'all
Me young Durk, I got the city I'ma swag on 'em
I took yo' shit yo' ass a bitch and I'ma brag on it
I can fuck yo' bitch and I'ma switch 'cause I put 9 on it
I took the case I told them niggas but they lied on it
(Gang gang gang!)
I just told that bitch I don't eat groceries
Hit my jeweler I need diamonds in my rosary
L's a shell no more L's that's how it's 'posed to be
I got killas from the cell that was coaching me
In the club yeah selling that couch for Min-yong need a plug yeah
'Cause he might vouch for me and I keep my gun here
'Cause niggas out for me gotta watch these rappers 'cause these niggas want some clout from me

[Lud Foe:]
Just me give a reason to get to squeezing
So they get the word out that pussy be squeaking
She said she in love with me but I don't trust her
In the stu I be spitting rhymes, Busta
This nigga say he want beef, was like hol' up
And he say in the streets but he really in the skreets
If you looking for the gang, you know where to find us
It's a whole bunch of money and guns behind us
Gang!