[Chorus: Lil Durk & Lil Baby]
I’m a real project baby (Ah)
Man, I was fucking without no condom
I was disrespecting my momma, I was going out with my llama
I’m a real project baby (Yeah, yeah)
Street nigga, too real with it
Certain shit, I gotta deal with it
Had a thirty eight with two shells in it
I’m a real project baby
Shit, I cleaned up shit with no allowance
Washed up with McDonald cups and I woke up to a syrup sandwich
I’m a real project baby
I love my gang, so fuck another nigga
I’m from the trenches where they fight murders with public defenders
I’m a real project baby
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Pick up a basketball or a Glock (Aye, shit)
Fuck that shit, I picked up my mop
Picked it up 'cause I’m a gangster
Ain’t еven know nothing about no opps
When my daddy took a L, ain’t know nothing my pops
I’m just tryna earn my stripеs
Ain’t even know nothing 'bout no slots
We turned to pill heads
My homie got out the system early, I think he still fed
I use Visine when I’m too high, my shit was still red
I popped out for my graduation with a killtec
You gotta be jumped inside the gang to be a gangster
Career day ain’t bring nobody but a gangster
You turned your back on me today, I tell you, thank ya
Paramedics five minutes late, they can’t save you
Hanging with a rat for some cash, acting anxious
You sitting with him, can’t hang with me, that shit contagious
A lean, car, public aid, and a minimum wages
That shit crazy (Shit contagious)
I’m a real project baby (Ah)
Man, I was fucking without no condom
I was disrespecting my momma, I was going out with my llama
I’m a real project baby (Yeah, yeah)
Street nigga, too real with it
Certain shit, I gotta deal with it
Had a thirty eight with two shells in it
I’m a real project baby
Shit, I cleaned up shit with no allowance
Washed up with McDonald cups and I woke up to a syrup sandwich
I’m a real project baby
I love my gang, so fuck another nigga
I’m from the trenches where they fight murders with public defenders
I’m a real project baby
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Pick up a basketball or a Glock (Aye, shit)
Fuck that shit, I picked up my mop
Picked it up 'cause I’m a gangster
Ain’t еven know nothing about no opps
When my daddy took a L, ain’t know nothing my pops
I’m just tryna earn my stripеs
Ain’t even know nothing 'bout no slots
We turned to pill heads
My homie got out the system early, I think he still fed
I use Visine when I’m too high, my shit was still red
I popped out for my graduation with a killtec
You gotta be jumped inside the gang to be a gangster
Career day ain’t bring nobody but a gangster
You turned your back on me today, I tell you, thank ya
Paramedics five minutes late, they can’t save you
Hanging with a rat for some cash, acting anxious
You sitting with him, can’t hang with me, that shit contagious
A lean, car, public aid, and a minimum wages
That shit crazy (Shit contagious)
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