Seen It All

(Album: Only The Family - Lil Durk Presents: Loyal Bros 2 - 2022)

Lala on the beat

I done see it all, my niggas heartless, we go hits regardless
Ain't no easing off, my block retarded, they don't do no flauging
We gon' risk it all, for my dog you gon' get stuffed in coffins
We ain't singing songs, we pop in traffic, TayBlock we get active
Ain't no linging on, lil' bro get active, he gon' need a stretcher
Now your bitch alone, she hit my phone, I asked her what she on?
Now leave that bitch alone, no call, no texting, I don't want a stretcher
Lil' bitch leave me 'lone, lil' hoe you messy, she tryna dance with devils

We turn our bully on, them switches active, know they shoot the fastest
Lil' brodie ain't giving no passes, walking you down it's a tragedy
They say that they block is the realest, I know that them niggas some bitches
Your man he the jake, he a witness, he pointing out in them pictures
Lil' bro and them stand on the business, you know they known to get wicked
My niggas is vicious, you know that we deep in the trenches
I ain't ducking no issue, we coming to get you
These slugs'll touch you, we leave you in public
Sliding up the [?], you know that's my brother
Got Boonie on the side of me, you that he clutching
That Draco be bussing, you know that's it rushing

I done see it all, my niggas heartless, we go hits regardless
Ain't no easing off, my block retarded, they don't do no flauging
We gon' risk it all, for my dog you gon' get stuffed in coffins
We ain't singing songs, we pop in traffic, TayBlock we get active
Ain't no linging on, lil' bro get active, he gon' need a stretcher
Now your bitch alone, she hit my phone, I asked her what she on?
Now leave that bitch alone, no call, no texting, I don't want a stretcher
Lil' bitch leave me 'lone, lil' hoe you messy, she tryna dance with devils (Gang, gang, gang)

We in traffic in that fast shit, only twin and Dede'nem
R.I.P. J-Money dummy, GDK for GD'nem
Belt boys put belt to ass, nigga, fuck the dump we don't be with them
Gave them niggas on the low in the past, my people be with them
Heard the feds listening (Sh) 'cause they don't rap about them switches (Shh)
My opps be on fan shit, ah ha, you on a mission
I feel like I'm Big Bank, I be speaking facts, I stopped the dissing
The opps be playing OT, them niggas ain't popped out in a minute, gang
Foenem in the county, they got on your homie ass
She like, "Zay you got rich, you can't speak with your lil' phony ass"
Opps FaceTime me, yelling through my phone, I know they homie died
We took out our main nigga, he the only one that'll slide, glah

I done see it all, my niggas heartless, we go hits regardless
Ain't no easing off, my block retarded, they don't do no flauging
We gon' risk it all, for my dog you gon' get stuffed in coffins
We ain't singing songs, we pop in traffic, TayBlock we get active
Ain't no linging on, lil' bro get active, he gon' need a stretcher
Now your bitch alone, she hit my phone, I asked her what she on?
Now leave that bitch alone, no call, no texting, I don't want a stretcher
Lil' bitch leave me 'lone, lil' hoe you messy, she tryna dance with devils