Letra de Hanging With Wolves - Lil Durk

Banger

The Manager

DJ on the beat so it's a banger

They in my business, they tryna treat me like a menace, they tryna turn me down

You know I'm different, I'm walking around with my skinnies, I'm Saint Laurent down

Saying "he stable," that nigga had got off the table, so we had to calm down

Come to the 'Raq with a rack, you think I'm dramatic, you niggas get shot down

Went out of town, they say I had a warrant for a murder, that shit gotta die down

I'm like ta-da, nigga had put up his work, that nigga had got down

Can't hide no body around, can't hide no thotty around, 'cause niggas gon' bail out

When he was balling, I had to go sit down and wait on my turn before we had fell out

And I was standing my ground, I ain't have nobody around, I'm fighting assault

I had a deadly weapon, I had a Smith & Wesson, but I got caught

I got Sam for all my cases, you know damn well he getting me off

Better do hair and nails, you better go pull off a scam to get me out

I done did street shit to a street nigga and every time, I ain't get caught

I had a best friend with a best friend, she a lesbian, I thought

I got my gas in, I went to the West end, I ain't go to the trunk

Keep it a buck, I was just listenin' to Gucci and Jeezy, ain't listen to Pump

You a killer, you ride with wolves

Why you tell 'em we not into it?

Park the car, they gon' jump out the door

Catch you slipping, you get a reward

And they snatchin' my people for it

Got the keys, Alicia know it

Geeking, Addy up, hittin' the wood

In that cat with the Drac' out the door

Wow, wow, wow

Why you telling niggas we into it?

Why you telling niggas we goin' to war?

I don't even know about them boys

Wow, wow, wow

Nah, we ain't tryna squash no wars

We ain't tryna make peace with them boys

Niggas know what they did and they—

Wow, wow, wow

Whenever it's war, then you gotta move

You seein' your homie you called on the news

And I don't even talk, I'm so confused

Wow, wow, wow

You getting indicted from the computer

I don't even talk about no rumors

I pay rent, they're my shooters

Wow, wow, wow

In the trenches, you don't get a scholarship

A delivery, you sold to the cop or some

You a member, you hop in the car with them

Pay some hoes, you know I ain't gon' bother them

On parole, on the road with my partner 'nem

When you low, reload, get out of there

He ain't got it, you know that he out of there

Inside the Track', it's a red car

No cap and I'm rapping my ass off

Sipping a four with my pants off, it making me feel like a grandpa

You can go have you a shootout, don't mean you ain't a killer 'cause you ain't gon' land one

Nigga be bringing up pushin', be around bushes, I'ma go lay in one

Nigga be pussy, bringin' up shit they ain't do, that's why I don't be saying nothin'

Back in the day with his mask and his MAC in his lap, we ain't totin' no handgun

Back in the day with his head in his lap from the MAC, I went to Cancun

I didn't report last time I went to court, I took my last shroom

Hop on the back of the Benji, I want some candy

When you be bringing up high speed, you need a red key

I'm the type to hop on a flight with a warrant, you gotta catch me

I'm the type to pop me a pill with a orange juice, don't catch me

Wow, wow, wow

Why you telling niggas we into it?

Why you telling niggas we goin' to war?

I don't even know about them boys

Wow, wow, wow

Nah, we ain't tryna squash no wars

We ain't tryna make peace with them boys

Niggas know what they did and they—

Wow, wow, wow

Whenever it's war, then you gotta move

You seein' your homie you called on the news

And I don't even talk, I'm so confused

Wow, wow, wow

You getting indicted from the computer

I don't even talk about no rumors

I pay rent, they're my shooters

Wow, wow, wow

DJ on the beat so it's a banger

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