In Town (feat. Lil Durk)

My patience short, I can't go back and fourth

I passed out pieces of my heart in hopes you leave a corpse

This the most murders in history, let the city torch

Maybe now they get the point

They wasn't with us when I had like fifty bands on Tubman Court

They can't question nothing, we got our rank up now

I stand up straight, I know at night they pray they take me down

I gave him assignments and he promised to make me proud

Only way you get home safe is if we ain't in town

And if I am, he hit on

I'm tryna get something sent home

Right where yo partner rest in piss, they try to flush yo shit on

But **** track stars, I don't know why they act hard

Only shoot at back boards

Making sure he don't survive

That's what we double back for

Right now I'm in rare form

**** only use they feet in shootouts, they got leg arms

He died before he hit the ground, the first three shots was head, lungs

Bullets hitting have you feeling all over yo body like it's bed bugs

Four deep on the same block, a flunky had killed Lil Dead on

**** out here repping like they stepping know they dead wrong

I can promise pain for your last name even once you gone

Hard times and sad songs and blood spilt from guns drawn

My patience short, I can't go back and fourth

I passed out pieces of my heart in hopes you leave a corpse

This the most murders in history, let the city torch

Maybe now they get the point

They wasn't with us when I had like fifty bands on Tubman Court

They can't question nothing, we got our rank up now

I stand up straight, I know at night they pray they take me down

I gave him assignments and he promised to make me proud

Only way you get home safe is if we ain't in town

Can't call you my dawg if you ain't the one that's on the block with me

If you ever snake me one time, ever ain't no apologies

Rather fill up blocks before I filled out for some colleges

Few times kicked it with some robbers, it turned out to be robberies

Ever hit a stain on a hunnid pounds, you gotta get it off

On parole, if that drive too long I take them switches off

They throw up signs, this picture for the feds, make sure you send it off

Three hundred thousand for the Lamb truck, I make the engine cough

I need drugs I take prescription, I'm gifted

And I can't tell you nothing, you gon' gossip all my business

I care about my dawg not blogs, I'm the trenches

When I'm thinking 'bout Von I put a eight inside a Mistic

My patience short, I can't go back and fourth

I passed out pieces of my heart in hopes you leave a corpse

This the most murders in history, let the city torch

Maybe now they get the point

They wasn't with us when I had like fifty bands on Tubman Court

They can't question nothing, we got our rank up now

I stand up straight, I know at night they pray they take me down

I gave him assignments and he promised to make me proud

Only way you get home safe is if we ain't in town