[Intro: Lil Durk & Lil Reese]
Gang!
Know we mud bruddas, drug bruddas know what I'm sayin' came from the bottom
Let's get it man
Know what I'm sayin' they ain't gon' really like this sh** Lil Reese
Let's get it bro
Let's make a million dollars off this tape real quick, you know
Let's get it!
[Hook: Lil Durk & Lil Reese]
Young n***a ruthless
n***a wanna tweak I pull up with my shooters
Like a point guard, shooting guard
Caught his a** he so goofy
Why everybody wanna be shooters, these n***as be trickin'
Why you n***as not listening these n***as shootin' from a distance
f** n***a they gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That fake sh** gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That f** sh** gon' make me keep my pistol
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Keep my pistol, speak on the dead and my n***as gon' get you
6 shots in the nickel, got my stripe like a ref without a whistle
And I love my vultures do what they say them boys is just talkin'
Reese money hawkin', ain't no n***a in the city that'll try to stop him
Headshot made his whole brain scuplture
100 pounds let the whole hood older
Knew some older n***as pension turned some young n***as cobras
Chase his a** face his a**, no he ain't get no pa**
Erase his a** lace his a**, he know his a** is gra**
100 thousand in the stash box he ever need me then he asked out
Found the plug and I cashed out
My baby momma made me lash out
Free my young n***a (?)
Smoke a bag up with Reese
With the muthaf**in' groupies know my life is movie
[Hook: Lil Durk & Lil Reese]
Young n***a ruthless
n***a wanna tweak I pull up with my shooters
Like a point guard, shooting guard
Caught his a** he so goofy
Why everybody wanna be shooters, these n***as be trickin'
Why you n***as not listening these n***as shootin' from a distance
f** n***a they gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That fake sh** gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That f** sh** gon' make me keep my pistol
[Verse 2: Lil Reese}
These n***as ain't shooters, a lot of these n***as they snitchin' they goofies
These n***as ain't stupid, talkin' like he about it but I know he ain't ruthless
And you don't want to get into it, 'cause n***as around me they'll toy with you too
And you don't wanna really do it, talkin' like you got it you can do it too
And let's get straight to it, flame with the backwood wood after wood
I know me and Durk good, now you go get out the hood not to be in the hood
And we can go back to it, but a lot of n***as can't go back to it
I'm just sayin' I'm good, I'm just sayin' we good
So much sh** I can say but it can be locked today
After doin' bad I pray, I gotta thank The Lord everyday
'Cause you know where I come from it ain't safe
Pull up, hit 'em with the K
Pull off, DOA
[Hook: Lil Durk & Lil Reese]
Young n***a ruthless
n***a wanna tweak I pull up with my shooters
Like a point guard, shooting guard
Caught his a** he so goofy
Why everybody wanna be shooters, these n***as be trickin'
Why you n***as not listening these n***as shootin' from a distance
f** n***a they gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That fake sh** gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That f** sh** gon' make me keep my pistol