Hell Hole Lil Durk (Ft. Wallway Pack)

[Intro: Lil Durk]
I had to sleep with my pants on...
Lawyer money bring my mans home

[Pre-Chorus: Wallway Pack]
They know we happy here
Shootout while the police outside
Yeah we Iraq in here
War, we OTF
Bitch we the mob, we from the bottom here
That hell hole, I swerve round here
Get high in the stu' with my jeans on
Nigga fiend houses, they might go in my pockets

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
I used to trick all the fiend
I didn't believe anything
Stake ? the bean
It felt like I sleep with the demons
Hell hole, hell hole
Hell hole, hell hole

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
I used to sleep around dope smokers
I had to sleep with my pants on
I remember havin no troubles
Lawyer money bring my mans home
Fuck with Durkio, red rum
Niggas snake you if you let them
Lost my perc, temper tantrum
He a goofy, let foenem scam him
Send a dick pic that's random
Got 6 kids cause I'm handsome
Rockstar, no stand up
I ain't off a perc, I won't stand up
She want Desiigner drugs, Panda
Nigga better take his case, just man up
Sex me I wanna, I'm rollin' off ecstasy
Rather sip Activis, I don't fuck with Hennessy
Negative rumors be givin me energy
You not a gansta, I really see ?
Niggas be tryna sound like me, I see like 10 of me
Niggas ain't got no gang like me, they turned to enemies
Oh, we got a show I'm goin' to Italy
Know for sure that Gucci made in Italy
Oh, that .45 Glock knock out his memory
Oh, ? got my wrist on 10 degrees