Lil Durk - Backdoor (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Durk - Backdoor (en) Lyrics
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Them niggas act like
they don't need us
They do everything we
do, they wanna be us
Foenem takin' ecstasy, they tryna T up
He rather go and blow a
bag instead of re-up
You wasn’t on that block when
that shit was goin' on
I wasn't worried about the other side
when that shit was goin' on
And we don't hang with different
niggas, don't ask us what we on
The only time we'll beat the case,
you pull out camera phones
I used to draw Lil' Mo'
name on the styrofoam
I had to teach the grown niggas,
right from wrong
Why the state had told the jury,
"They tryna indict us all"
The lawyers got them affidavits,
they better sign them all, hm
I had a bad bitch off the 'Gram,
she let her titties hang
She told Bandz I bought her a
Birkin, I told her anything
I was ridin' 'round with guns
in that Bentley thang
We puttin' stickers on our drums,
that's a city thang
I hate the niggas who be tryna
switch the block up
I be with the killers who would
change a nigga roster
I'm from the part of the city,
watch your partner
You ain't did shit to same
nigga who shot ya
'Fore you leave that door,
gotta pick your Glock up
Can't nut in no more whores,
I got that from my momma
Shuttin' down the stores, you
do that with these commas
You had me at my lowest, I'm
ridin' 'round with choppers
Close that backdoor, can't get
shaked at by my homie (No, no,
no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
Close that backdoor 'cause
I know that shit's phony (No,
no, no, no, no, whoa)
Close that backdoor, can't get
snaked by my homie (Oh)
Close that backdoor 'cause
I know this love phony
That's a bet
I'm The Voice, that mean
Dee-Dee, he the threat
Don't get stressed, 'cause
foenem tweakin' off the X
I know what happened to your
homie, don't be next
He got that get back for his
block, I tilt my hat
I feel like I'm drownin', got
this water 'round my neck
Cocky nigga throwin' ashes on Pateks
Went to the trench store, threw
up the treys on the mat (Yeah)
They be callin' me, you
hangin' with dangerous
I'm just slidin' 'til I rest,
just for Uncle Raymond
All my sibling's kids know
your uncle famous
I know this shit sound dumb
and the strangest
In the trenches, I feel the safest
On the radio, shoutout Nephets
Did it off the love, I gave ‘em faces
Close that backdoor 'cause I know that
shit's phony (No, no, no, no, no)
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