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Lil Durk

Never Saw Em

 

Never Saw Em

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


(Box Head)
Gang

When them guns go off (Frrah)
Everybody get to running, ain't no ducking, y'all (Uh, uh, get his ass)
And these lasers on these glizzies, ain't no ducking them, nah (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
And they claiming that they killers, they ain't seeing us at all
And we everywhere, them niggas never there, I never saw 'em
And I know them niggas act like they be killing, really not
You ain't drilling, nigga, stop
'Fore killers run up in your spot and really see what you about
And I ain't seen shit, so I ain't telling shit, can't run my mouth

Sometimes I think I'm Wuk and shit, them turkeys running in and out
Every time them niggas diss, one come up missing, ain't no clout
How you dissing and you broke? That shit don't add up where I'm from
You need funds, you need guns, ain't got that shit and then you done
Now I get it, I know why niggas cliquing up
Shit just really hit me, C3, they ain't really rich as us
They ain't getting them 'bows in, they be chasing bitches, huh?
Worried 'bout that pussy, nigga, that shit gon' get you killed or something
Shh, keep that shit on hush (Quiet)
We ain't worried 'bout them niggas, man, they talk too much
And he say he was a stepper, we gon' set him up
Hop out, wet him up (Frrah his ass)
Ain't no getting up (Frrah)
Stretcher pick him up (Gang)

When them guns go off (Frrah)
Everybody get to running, ain't no ducking y'all (Uh, uh, get his ass)
And these lasers on these glizzies, ain't no ducking them, nah (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
And they claiming that they killers, they ain't seeing us at all
And we everywhere, them niggas never there, I never saw 'em
And I know them niggas act like they be killing, really not
You ain't drilling, nigga, stop
'Fore killers run up in your spot and really see what you about
I ain't seen shit and I ain't telling shit, can't run my mouth

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