[Intro]
(JTK)

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Booka600]
Gotta get fake niggas out of my picture
I got me a bag and I'm tryna get richer
And it's some niggas I love from the bottom of my heart
But them niggas won't leave out the trenches
And I got kids right now that stuck in the hood
They mama tell me to come get 'em
I got drugs I take on the daily just to get you out my system, yeah
Sometimes I don't know who I am when I look in the mirror
I know one goofy not a goofy no more, he turned to a killer
(Honestly) Booka, let 'em know
(Honestly) Von, let 'em know
(Honestly) Gotta let 'em know
(Honestly) Gotta let 'em know

[Verse 1: Booka600]
Climb out that hole, to the world I'm exposed
With the gang I ride, 600 on my shoulders
If you ain't feel that vibe from your brother, let him know
If you ain't feel that love from your brother, let him go
He ain't show no love to the hood, he diss on it
His family matter, he got that money, his family scatter
And we back at it, it Only The Fam' and we got better
Durk from the Lam', I'm from 600, for him whatever
E-Dogg he from the O, he in my area
I told bro she was a ho when I first met her
What you know 'bout being on the worse side of that barrel?
What you know 'bout carryin' your brother to that carriage?
And that's what happen when you live the life of a savage
Caught Lil Boo killer out in traffic, let him have it
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