Lil Durk – Fabricated lyrics

Lil Durk – Fabricated lyrics

Tryna get a check, they was procrastinatin’
I stay ’round killers, I stay ’round robbers, they keepin’ me motivated
My brother was droppin’ me off my blick, he know I’m intoxicated
I’m gonna get [?] him his bond, and I don’t want him incarcerated
I told him I’d make it just because I’m hot, I gotta get nominated
I gotta go turn up and get me a check and I can’t keep my mama waitin’
I put my Perc’ in my lean, but I was sharin’ lean
Twenty-one-hundred on jeans, but I was sharin’ jeans
Feds come, hat and gloves
Car stopped, stash ’em up
They talk bad about me
They say I’m movin’ up
They say don’t talk to the jails
Hear about no guns through [Zel?]
He ain’t send no pounds through mail
He gon’ be on the block, for real
F**k it, I’m gon’ die, for real
Low-key, he a clown, for real
He don’t do for his guys, for real
He stay out of town, for real
What he do in his raps, he lyin’
Doin’ shows, no time to kill
I love them deep, they turnt they back on me, them signs for real

Oh
Think what you want, ain’t tryna clear no rumors up
Think what you want, I know they do not f**k with us
I made this, say what you want, I brought the block
He had the chance to tell them n****s he gave ’em up
They don’t f**k with you, for real (I know)
They don’t love you, for real (I know)
They don’t appreciate your skills (I know)
They do not care if you die or live

Knowin’ your vibe be fake and crazy
That’s why, me, I keep it the realest
N***a, there’s somethin’ that you ain’t did back when you supposed to be one of them killers
You be the one who be sleep on the block in the car with the plug, but you a real one
I give ’em money to handle they business, they spendin’ the block back to back like a thriller
‘Posed to be gang, they say I changed, they makin’ me mad, I’ma tell ’em I did it
I’m talkin’ the worst worst, I helped n****s out on they birthday
We should’ve been cool in the first place
I was supportin’ your court date
Sneak up on opps, make ’em urinate
Sleep in the traps ’til our shirts stank

Oh
Think what you want, ain’t tryna clear no rumors up
Think what you want, I know they do not f**k with us
I made this, say what you want, I brought the block
He had the chance to tell them n****s he gave ’em up
They don’t f**k with you, for real (I know)
They don’t love you, for real (I know)
They don’t appreciate your skills (I know)
They do not care if you die or live

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