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Hanging With Wolves lyrics by Lil Durk

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[Intro]
Banger
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[Verse 1]
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 outta 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 wеapon,
I had a Smith and
Weston, but I got caught
I got Sam for all my cases,
you know damn
well hе 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 on dope
I got my gas in, I went to the Westin,
I ain’t go to the Trump
Keep it a buck, I was just listening to
Gucci and Jeezy, I 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 snatching my people for it
Got the keys, Alicia know it
Geeking, Addy up, hitting the wood
In that cat with the
Drac’ out the door
[Chorus]
Oh, woah, woah
Why you telling niggas we into it?
Why you telling niggas
we going to war?
I don’t even know about them boys
(Oh, woah, woah)
Nah, we ain’t tryna squash no wars
We ain’t tryna make
peace with them boys
Niggas know what they did and they
(Woah, woah, woah)
Whenever it’s war,
then you gotta move
You send in your homie,
you cut on the news
And I don’t even talk,
I’m so confused
(Woah, woah, woah)
You getting indicted from the computer
I don’t even talk about no rumors
I pay rent, they’re my shooters
(Oh, woah, woah)

[Verse 2]
In the trenches,
you don’t get a scholarship
A delivery, you sold to the
cop or some
You remember, you hop in the
car with them
Chase some hoes, you know
I ain’t gon’ bother them
On parole, on the road with
my partner ‘nem
You reload, reload,
get outta there
He ain’t got it,
you know that
he outta 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 pushing,
be around
bushes, I’ma go lay in one
Niggas be pussy,
bringing up shit they
ain’t do, that’s why I don’t
be saying nun’
Back in the day, with his mask
and his MAC
in his lap, we ain’t
toting 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
[Chorus]
Oh, woah, woah
Why you telling niggas we into it?
Why you telling niggas
we going to war?
I don’t even know about them boys
(Oh, woah, woah)
Nah, we ain’t tryna squash no wars
We ain’t tryna make
peace with them boys
Niggas know what they did and they
(Woah, woah, woah)
Whenever it’s war,
then you gotta move
You send in your homie, you cut on
the news
And I don’t even talk,
I’m so confused
(Woah, woah, woah)
You getting indicted from the computer
I don’t even talk about no rumors
I pay rent, they’re my shooters
(Oh, woah, woah)

[Outro]
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