Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ FMCT
DJ FMCT
Producer
DJ Bandz
DJ Bandz
Producer
RicoRunDat
RicoRunDat
Producer
Southside
Southside
Producer

Lyrics

(D-D-D-DJ FMCT) (DJ Bandz, oh, man) I ain't make it far to ever see what college is Feel like a Grammy, givin' out some scholarships Ten-thousand cash, fresh out of jail, that's that new starter kit And I still got every letter ever my father sent Slide to the Met Gala, my criminal record damaged it Louis jean fit from the runway, I'm rockin' custom shit Money comin' out pink, green and blue, I'm lovin' it I done worn Ellesses with Girbauds, that was my cousin shit They're askin' me what's in my cup, like, "What's in my cup?" Therapy in my cup, therapy in my cup I wished I believed the last time you said you had enough Been throught it all, my brother told me, I ain't been through enough Say I don't belong in a rose Patek, I belong in the cuff I think you would judge me, what's in my cup You could never really imagine what I do for love You can go so far, but certain niggas 'round you be holdin' up You think you got your hair did and you glowed up You think you got your ass did and you glowed up Think 'cause you fuckin' with a rich nigga, you glowed up I'm the only contact in your phone, never showed up I be drinkin' water, but I'm sippin' from the tea I be gettin' so high, my brother gotta take the key I done been through so much, you don't wanna be me You can't tell my real life story like C3 Solitaire diamonds got her twinkling through the car At your lowest point, you will forget who you are Got a drinkin' problem, I'm tryna keep her from the bar My mama spent her last dime 'cause she know I'm a star Always see me smirkin', but my heart scarred I'm one of the strongest, on Allah Akbar You think I'm a menace, I'm really a rock-star Just to get veneers, I had to get 'em all sawed Nigga get they body done like bitches nowadays I been gettin' money, I been stuck in my way Used to come at nighttime, now they pop up broad day He overprotective even though that he my age YouTube discussions, don't say it to my face Von the only nigga I could see in my place Her balence off, pussy smells, it's different, you better go and soak in Epsom salt I done quit the lean, I beat the pussy up off Adderall You think you got your hair did, and you glowed up (you think you did) You think you got your ass did, and you glowed up (you think you did) Think 'cause you fuck with a rich nigga, you glowed up (you think you did) I'm the only contact in your phone, never showed up (you think you did) You think you got your hair did, and you glowed up (you think you did) You think you got your ass did, and you glowed up (you think you did) Think 'cause you fuck with a rich nigga, you glowed up (you think you did) I'm the only contact in your phone, never showed up (you think you did) (Got your hair did and you glowed up) (You got your ass did and you glowed up) (Think 'cause you're fuckin' with a rich nigga, you glowed up) (I'm the only contact in your phone, never showed up)
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