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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Durk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Bruce William Billingy
Songwriter
Go Grizzly
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Go Grizzly
Producer
Jaggerwerks
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Manipulator, instigator
Oh, you think you Bigga Rankin, and got some paper
Oh, I take a lot of them drugs to keep my day up
And I hope this lawyer beat this case up
If I tell you I love you, well then I love ya
If I call you my brother, then you my brother
You is part of my struggle, part of my struggle
And you was down and out with me when it was ugly
[Verse 1]
I want to tell you a lot of shit, but I ain't got a chance to
They say that shit gon' follow me, whatever my friends do
And we always sold the link whenever the rent due
And I told my family I got it when music break through
Made my first hundred thousand, that's why I feel myself
Man, the rumors killed me deeply, I wanted to kill myself
Before I led a opposition do it, I'd kill myself
I felt that pain I thought I'd never feel fine
[Verse 2]
Same **** tricked on me from the sand
Same **** that I gave a hand
Man, this shit was not the plan
Just for thinkin' they my friend
[Chorus]
Manipulator, instigator
Oh, you think you Bigga Rankin, and got some paper
Oh, I take a lot of them drugs to keep my day up
And I hope this lawyer beat this case up
If I tell you I love you, well then I love ya
If I call you my brother, then you my brother
You is part of my struggle, part of my struggle
And you was down and out with me when it was ugly
[Verse 3]
Remember you had gave me chicken, I ain't want Chinese
I remember ridin' to 8Ball and MJG
And I got kids, so ain't no family price, this shit ain't free
I done put two pills inside me like this shit ain't me
I'm so deep inside the hood for wars, I need ID
You was cool, but I ain't love you, so I ain't need the gris
And you was hungry in the county, so I sent to sleep
And I was walkin' around my block, my Glock is stolen deans
Yeah, chain chillers and gold rollers, they hood trophies
I remember ridin' dirty, hope I don't get pulled over
And I tried to get a job, drivin' bulldozers
Now I stay with the high speed, don't get pulled over
[Chorus]
Manipulator, instigator
Oh, you think you Bigga Rankin, and got some paper
Oh, I take a lot of them drugs to keep my day up
And I hope this lawyer beat this case up
If I tell you I love you, well then I love ya
If I call you my brother, then you my brother
You is part of my struggle, part of my struggle
And you was down and out with me when it was ugly
Written by: Bruce Billingy, Durk Banks, Kevin Price