Lil Durk - Death Ain't Easy (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Durk - Death Ain't Easy (en) Lyrics
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Alright, 'cause he really
a ho (Ayo, Vani)
Like, he really, like
You know, they probably told him
Like you know when we came in, uh
He got up outta there when
we was in Cali and shit
We came, and then he tried to
shake my hand with love
Like that's the second, I
told him another time
Told him we 'bout to get on his
ass, have him duckin' and shit
Who told me death is easy?
Like why you leave me?
Why you tell me?
Why you tell me that death is easy?
They ain't bleed like we bleed
Sheroid was a cool nigga
A real nigga, not a stoop pigeon
I hate J Money move loose with it
He the one that's out the roof with it
You think you tough, you
got your clip extended
Been on my own, I'm feelin'
independent
I love you too, but I don't
know your feelings
You ain't gotta tell me 'cause
I know the difference
I wash my pain away with painkillers
No new friends, I'm with
the same niggas
Came from nothin', you
see what fame get us?
They went to jail, took care
of the main niggas
Baby mama realer than some day ones
I gotta stash the drugs
whenever they come
I made "Dis Ain't What U Want"
inside the basement
Stayed alive inside the trenches,
yeah, I made it
What's-his-name would've been
around, but he hated
I fell off with my sound
and they faded
Look at me now, I'm shittin'
in they faces
Them billions close around,
I can taste it
Bitches stealin' kids, they tryna
take 'em out my testicles
I was fuckin' strippers, I
was actin' unprofessional
Lookin' at my son and I tell
him, "I'ma better you"
And that shit we doin', we get
caught, we goin' federal
I won't say it no more, you get
Dior, you actin' sexual
All the opps unhealthy, but
I know a couple vegetable
Leave me alone, I don't
wanna talk no more
And I found myself, I ain't
feelin' lost no more
Good weed with the Coldarin don't
make me cough no more
The reason niggas dyin', it
ain't my fault no more
He don't love his block,
he not a boss no more
He died off the pill, I don't
wanna pop no more
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