Help You Out (feat. Lil Durk)

(Forrest Beats)

(Urban Culture Sound)

I tried to give you people help, I tried to help you out

Never let my people fail, I'll never sell you out

And if my brothers go jail, I'm gonna bail you out

These groupies on me for some clout

Got some shooters on the low and they'll L you out

Got some shooters on the low and they'll L you out

Percocets and Xans now

Bitch, I am the man now

Catch his ass, man down

Lacking with his pants down

I tried to give you people help, I tried to help you out

Never let my people fail, I'll never sell you out

And if my brothers go jail, I'm gonna bail you out

These groupies on me for some clout

Got some shooters on the low and they'll L you out

Got some shooters on the low and they'll L you out

Percocets and Xans now

Bitch, I am the man now

Catch his ass, man down

Lacking with his pants down

One time is a shooter, other minute they ain't stand down

When you go to jail you love them bitches who ain't staying down

Wanna fuck a bitch but she gon' tweak, I know she fan down

Me knowing my bitch gon' cut off my dick when she found out

You told or not, ****? That's confusion

These real VVSs, not infusions

They'll try to count you out whenever you losing

I used it for my motivation when I was losing

I need you, you need me

I lost you, I couldn't think

I lost you, I couldn't breathe

I'm just tryna get back, we ain't grieve

Walking down the darkest road all alone

You left me alone

Get on my own, was my own

Can you really leave me alone?

I tried to give you people help, I tried to help you out

Never let my people fail, I'll never sell you out

And if my brothers go jail, I'm gonna bail you out

These groupies on me for some clout

Got some shooters on the low and they'll L you out

Got some shooters on the low and they'll L you out

Percocets and Xans now

Bitch, I am the man now

Catch his ass, man down

Lacking with his pants down

I tried to give you people help, I tried to help you out

Never let my people fail, I'll never sell you out

Riding through the Dirty South

Trap money, now it's money in the bank account

I was in the A smoking a ounce

Yeah, I was in the A, my hitta hold a hunnid rounds

In the strip club, that's the hookah lounge

If I tell my brother pull it, he gon' pull it out

I ain't tryna sign if the label ain't talkin' large amounts

Trapping out my grandma house

Rapping till I make it out

Clap him then I'm skating out

Uh

I'm skating out

Only talking money, you better pay me now

Bitches wanna fuck, yeah, they tryna have my baby now

Me and Ladi on the grind, we seeing paper, wow!

So much sons in the game tryna take my style

I'ma put tints on the Range cah I'm famous now

Yeah

I tried to give you people help, I tried to help you out

Never let my people fail, I'll never sell you out

And if my brothers go jail, I'm gonna bail you out

These groupies on me for some clout

Got some shooters on the low and they'll L you out

Got some shooters on the low and they'll L you out

Percocets and Xans now

Bitch, I am the man now

Catch his ass, man down

Lacking with his pants down

I tried to give you people help, I tried to help you out

Never let my people fail, I'll never sell you out

Got some shooters on the low and they'll L you out

Got some shooters on the low and they'll L you out