You hear that right there? That sounds light but that's three hundred thousand, n- I'm triple OG in my hood These h- call me "Big daddy" Your b- call me "Big daddy" Tell that b-, I'm big daddy When I hit the lot, I don't get the little b- N-, I go and get the big daddy Pick a b- up in the big daddy Big face Rollie, that's a big daddy Got your b- callin' me "Big daddy" When I pull up, all the h- like "Big daddy" N-, I'm big daddy Stand in the corner in some sh- that look like I paid like a milli' for, woo Blowin' this money, I heard that they askin' 'round town what he really worth, woo Most these n- be really broke, I went the harder way, boy had a penny first Now this b- is gon' get this work I tell her "Keep on them heels and that mini skirt" She Googled my net worth Lookin' like, "What is his neck worth?" My shooters, they shoot at your head like the rim just to see if the net work I land in Miami then fly out to Cali with some of my best work (yeah) You n- so lame that my b- won't f- unless you cut a check first Your b- call me "Big daddy" Tell that b-, I'm big daddy When I hit the lot, I don't get the little b- N-, I go and get the big daddy Pick a b- up in the big daddy Big face Rollie, that's a big daddy Got your b- callin' me "Big daddy" When I pull up, all the h- like "Big daddy" N-, I'm big daddy (uh) Pulled up in somethin' that look like a milli', a n- put me up on Ain't gotta sell it but he say the p- a drug that he re-up on Spur of the moment, I ball like Ginóbili, you b- get D'ed up on You mad at me? Go get mad at your n- 'fore I put my sneakers on He copped me this wrist game Now it's just us at the Knicks game I might have to take him on tour just to f- in Australia, Brisbane Your time is ticking, you b- will be around shorter than Vine vids (yeah) You watch your mouth or my n- will shoot up the club like what Shyne did Your b-call me "Big daddy" Tell that b-, I'm big daddy When I hit the lot, I don't get the little b- N-, I go and get the big daddy (rrrrr) Pick a b- up in the big daddy Big face Rollie, that's a big daddy Got your b- callin' me "Big daddy" When I pull up, all the h- like "Big daddy" N-, I'm big daddy B- ain't stupid, you b- ain't stupid, you b- ain't stupid, is you? Front like she tough but that b- keep on crying, get this b- a tissue For what it's worth, when I took him, I could tell he would never miss you I ain't even wanna diss you, but tell me, what is this b- issue? Still on top, pretty-pretty b- gang Still-still tight, pistol-pistol still bang Yo' n- call me "Big mama" Let him eat the p- then I dip on him (kyuh) Your b- call me "Big daddy" Tell that b-, I'm big daddy When I hit the lot, I don't get the little b- N-, I go and get the big daddy Pick a b- up in the big daddy Big face Rollie, that's a big daddy Got your b- callin' me "Big daddy" When I pull up, all the h- like "Big daddy" N-, I'm big daddy

Certain shit I don't even say Certain shit ain't no need to say Yeah, big chasers, big chasers Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo Hood nigga, choppa to the jet, shit like GTA Fly them hoes out, send a caddy, what's the ETA? Fuckin' on this oiled lightskin bitch, look like Lisa Ray Niggas say it's up with me, it's stuck with me, shit, either way Watching all you weirdos on the 'Gram, it ain't no need to say Who the realest in this shit? I took a stance to lead the way I don't want no smoke with you, I see you, you 'gon plead your case 'Cause my nigga 'gon go at you And I'm 'gon tell him, "Bleed the brakes" (brrr) Yeah, brand new F&N, it ain't no checkin' in I told thе promoter "We can't bring them drums, thеn we ain't steppin' in" No rollin' over, we got lawyer money, don't do no questionin' Magnolia soldier, we gon' make it clap Shooters like Stephen and we warriors Comin' down Collins, 'bout to fuck story up Wake up in Cali, bad bitch, Waldorf Astoria Fly her to Bali, she ain't trippin', she on the tour with us Poppin' that pussy, actin' different She doin' more for us (she actin' different-different) Big racks, we got that bitch tweakin', yeah Spin back, we 'bout to get even, yeah (brrr) Niggas said it ain't no smoke with me, you better leave it there 'Cause if I see y'all niggas be poppin' out, I put it even there, for real Ooh (brr-brrrr), I turned shorty up Sipping on that 1942, I got my .40 tucked Oh, you got your 42, nigga, I got 40 of 'em I rock Carties, you can't see my eyes 'cause I be pouring up RIP my young boy, that's Osama, hit my shawty up Told me never trust a strippin' bitch 'cause that's what caught him up Every time you catch me in some shit, it cost like four and up Caught your homie lackin' at the light, so shit, we tore it up Feds came and grabbed you 'bout them bricks That's when he brought me up (yeah, yeah) (Feds came and grabbed him 'bout them) (That's when he brought me up) I been riding with choppas, aces, I'm glad you brought him up RIP my uncle, free my youngin, bitch we Audi'ed up I heard you fucked around, I'm fuckin' now, I like to pass shit I had 60 out of 62, I'm talking bad bitches I talk cash shit, I like to crash shit I'm vibin' on fast whips, I might go Lamb' truck I'm blowing it out if I get jammed up, them niggas ran, what? Threw his shit back if he ran up, Meek asked, cuz I make it jump then get it gone, nigga, ask Bud I got his bitch singing my songs and she half-Blood I'm half-rapper, whole-trapper, I got bad luck Turned into Mamba when it's drama, I don't pass much I post dawg and get cutty, I'ma shack somethin' (yeah) And every time we double back, my niggas whack somethin' (yeah) I ain't been selling too much crack, bitch, I got racks comin' Tell my bitch I love her And if you catch her cheating, nigga, tell that bitch it's "Fuck her" Boy in here eating, nigga, I can't wait to up it Bitch-ass niggas Free them boys

Come on, shake your body, baby, do that conga Know you can't control yourself any longer Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga Come on, shake your body, baby, do that conga Know you can't control yourself any longer Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga beat Come on, shake your body, baby, do that conga Know you can't control yourself any longer Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga beat Now we feelin' wavy Chillin' somewhere in the tropics with my ladies 'Bout to tell my Boi-1da We gon' need some more of that conga, 'cause I Feel him lookin' at me And my girls, we fly as can bе Drippin' in sensuality Two stepping 'til evеntually He said, he said, "Muévete un poquito" I said, "Tráeme otro mojito" Now me and you, we got the cheat code And we got BACARDI, it's a party, everybody move ya body now Come on, shake your body, baby, do that conga Know you can't control yourself any longer Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga beat Come on, shake your body, baby, do that conga Know you can't control yourself any longer Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga beat (yeah) Lamborghini Urus, scraping out on the tours Mix Amiri with Dior and we used to be the poorest Now it's million dollars worth of jewelry, no insurance Flew my - 'cross the border just to pick up some new water I'm like, get what you want, pick what you want, this a black card I'm in the 'Bach, but in the front getting waxed off Rollin' the pack, smoking on Runtz, 'bout to blast off Flow so cold, need a mask on Brand new Bentayga, the brand new baguettes I'm surprised they ain't panicking yet Hundred K flight just to land on the jet We flew out just to ran through the check He said, "Muévete un poquito" I said, "Tráeme otro mojito" Now me and you, we got the cheat code And we got BACARDI, it's a party, everybody move ya body now Come on, shake your body, baby, do that conga Know you can't control yourself any longer Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga beat Come on, shake your body, baby, do that conga Know you can't control yourself any longer Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga beat Everybody gather 'round now, let your body feel the heat Don't you worry if you can't dance, let the music move your feet It's the rhythm of the island and like sugarcane so sweet If you wanna do the conga, you've got to listen to the beat I got shorty with me making plans on the jet Couple more sips on my lips and we set, baby Get what you want, pick what you want Say less, do more, get your body on the dance floor I got shorty with me making plans on the jet Couple more sips on my lips and we set, baby Get what you want, pick what you want Say less, do more, get your body on the dance floor He said, "Muévete un poquito" I said, "Tráeme otro mojito" Now me and you, we got the cheat code And we got BACARDI, it's a party, everybody move ya body now Come on, shake your body, baby, do that conga Know you can't control yourself any longer Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga beat Come on, shake your body, baby, do that conga Know you can't control yourself any longer Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga beat

You fuck around get smoked You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked, nigga You fuck around get smoked Uh, niggas know the rules in my hood, if you touch me, you get murked We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when you in the Church Momma stresses, selling dinner platers, tryna get your casket, and get ya hearse Last nigga that slid on us, got dropped on it, he told on us Every nigga you see with me got ice on 'em, bank rolls on us Naw, nigga no 1 on 1's we don't fight fair, we just roll on 'em V-S stones and cuban linx, all that ice wear with that gold on 'em We ain't swinging no flag, nigga We ain't need no pass, nigga Glock 40 with a 30 clip and laser on it, play tag with us Everybody wanna talk bricks 'till them feds, swoop in and grab niggas Dream chasers got into something, we don't never bleak cause we trash niggas I don't know if y'all heard about my homie doing that 30 out Deen Buck still in the cut and stay fittin' to let Ernie out I ain't even gotta say nothin' 'bout that other homie that you heard about Cause if he heard about the truth, run your mouth He come to your house and start swervin' out Catch me in Y-C, out Shadyville, I'm in the tank Only time this Manhattan when I'm in the booth or I'm in the bank Summertime in La Marina with Dominicans going in the paint Pullin' up screamin' Dimelo catch you in Brooklyn, get pita rolled puss! You fuck around get smoked You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked, nigga You fuck around get smoked

Tony dead and his brother too Streets talkin' every week the coppers comin' through And homicides scoopin' niggas out of Paulie crew Damn, he in some shit just like a number two So he need that lawyer money, plus that Sig Sauer money On his second body so you don't want to war with money Paulie got the word that somebody turned informant on him Remember when he banged lil' Tony brother spin the corner on him Maybe its them young niggas, talkin' to the police Thinking about it every night, ain't been gettin' no sleep He been spinnin' 'round that same corner for the whole week Lookin' for them muthafuckers that was there with Tony brother when he let the clip roll on 'em Going crazy thinkin' 'bout who told on him Time tickin' doors 'bout to close on him Them boys on the way to see the judge for a warrant And they got his name on it, tryna put them chains on him Cold as them streets is, he tryna remain on it Even though the cops lurkin', got to keep them things on 'em Layin' low at Kee crib, only when they changed on him And she givin' info, told where to hit for Put 'em deep with Tony lil' cousins and his kin folk Paulie on some other shit, tryna get 'em sent for Them young nigga bendin' backwards for him like its limbo And they tryna kill somethin', cops tryna build somethin' Paulie ain't tryna do no time take a deal, nothin' Loadin' up his AK banana tryna peel somethin' Tryna catch a rat nigga slippin' 'fore they spill somethin' Somebody gon' die And mommas gon' cry Before Paulie doin' time Cause Paulie gon' ride Back in the field he got his 40 on him Watchin' out for tinted windows when they pull up on him He don't even trust the niggas 'round the corner from him That he grew up with, he done got into it with Investigatin' niggas if they tellin' or not And then they feel some time of way he disrespectin' the block But Paulie don't give a fuck, you disrespect him, you shot Live by the chopper law and respect of the Glock Hold up the phone ringin' said they rushin' the spot The only time he play that crib is when he fuckin' a thot He was fuckin' with Kee and she was fuckin' an op But he ain't never think about it, she'll fuck with the cops She told 'em everything nigga I know you thought that she'll never sing would you? Rule number one: keep them bitches from out your business Rule number two: better kill 'em you know they snitchin' It's all fun and games 'til them bitches turn to a witness And know you in the courtroom waiting to get your sentence Saw you out at Kee crib four in the morn' Parked up seat low to the floor She on the way he feel a way, this was one of his whores And since he been on the run, he been fuckin' em more Thinkin' about her if she come, open the door Take a deep breath, I know what I'm doin' Cause she gon' go to court and she gon' go to them all And he gon' to jail and she gon' go to the mall So he started walkin' while she parking Wasn't even cautious Parked up on her, had to drive her window out the darkness He was supposed to shoot her, but he started talkin' She screamin' out "I'm pregnant," now he thinkin' "Aw shit" Started second guessin', that's when them cars spin Paulie heart dropped he seen the Taurus So he took off runnin' with the hammer, tried to toss it Cops shootin' metal slugs rippin' through the car tint Bullets hit his body while he runnin' and now he fallin' Damn Paulie, bullet holes Cuffs on let him bleed Double murder, attempted murder, yes indeed If he live, life sentence never leave If he dies nobody cry for the bad guy Fronted niggas workin' they the glad guys Happy they ain't got to pay the tab guys Paulie make it through to see the trap God Drownin' in his blood on his back side They say he gon' pull through and he gettin' charged too Lawyer came to see him said he need like 80 large too Got him in the County Tony people 'hind them walls too And they say his little cousin crippin' bangin' hard too And Paulie killed his favorite little cousin back on Part 2 And he can't wait to fall through Friday they callin' yard too And Paulie on crutches took the screw up out the handles scrape that bitch 'til it got sharp too To be continued I, know, you, want me to fall But, I can't Part 4 gon' be a movie nigga, literally

I don't wanna be another rockstar People tellin' me that I am (I'm just a rockstar for the trenches) (I'm just a rockstar from the trenches) (I'm just a rockstar for the trenches) I'm just a rockstar for the trenches I ain't see my mama sad in a minute I gave her everything, you can't trick her I told my daughters to watch out for niggas I'm at a jet airport with a killer Too much drank I done threw up out the window I was smart, I wasn't movin' with niggas That wasn't me, you confused me with niggas Goin' broke? I can't imagine it Fuck it off, I hold the line of saks Dominos, that's a hater effect IC recorded, caught me drinkin' the act' Charge the 'Rari, where the battery at? I confess, where the therapy at? Lost so many niggas, feel like a test Made my daughter mad, I get her baguettes Ain't no vaccines, just give me a six Ain't got time to really lay with a bitch I be on hard when she lay on my dick Half of you niggas my only regret Gotta react what they put on the 'net Answer the phone, ain't gon' never forget Answer the jail calls, yeah, answer the jail calls, yeah I can count how many times you helped me up Plenty times I was on my back, you ain't help me up Act like they with me, whole time laughin' it up I made it out the trenches, I'm blessed to be up I can count on my hands any time you helped You showin' your hand, you gon' get hit with the belt I'm tellin' my friends how I'm enhanced with wealth You stand on ten, but same time you left Public defender, your lawyer for free Your Mount Rushmore list can't fuck with me Tried to go pop style, had to fuck up the streets Could've went to the league, but he fucked up his knee, yeah I make it rain wherever I'm goin' The bitches gon' love me when I'm in the buildin' I be on and off, on and off in a relationship when I'm sippin' I got a trench bitch, she so paranoid She cut her phone off when she sleep Real nigga, I'm in rare form, man, gotta practice whatever I preach Lamborghini doors raised like ringworm, I be paranoid when I'm sleep You want freedom and I want peace Fuck her good, she gon' give you the tea In the hood you can't compare to me Hypnosis, I ain't sleep in a week Minnesota, spliff your weed in a week You got promoted, you doin' federal team I can count on my hands any time you helped You showin' your hand, you gon' get hit with the belt I'm tellin' my friends how I'm enhanced with wealth You stand on ten, but same time you left I can count on my hands any time you helped You showin' your hand, you gon' get hit with the belt I'm tellin' my friends how I'm enhanced with wealth You stand on ten, but same time you left I don't wanna be another rockstar People tellin' me that I am I'm just gonna see you at the top now Maybe then you'll have a better plan

Good morning, Durk I hope you're doing as well as possible under the circumstances Can you tell me where was your mind When you heard the news of your friend Von Passing away on November 6th, 2020? And then the loss of your brother on June 6th, 2021 Wow, that must've been incredibly devastating I can only imagine how painful that must've been It's been a year and I wanna know How you feel about the rap beef on top of all the chaos? Despite all this, you continue to be a warrior A leader in the rap industry and the voice in your community And I want you to feel completely safe in this room Nobody can hurt you It's okay to express your vulnerabilities and emotions This is a judgement-free zone and I encourage To let your emotions out and express yourself freely Take a deep breath and focus on the present moment Today is May 26th Remember that you don't have to go through this alone I'm here to listen, you have the voice in this room I wanna hear from Durk Banks

McLaren Speedtail Six carats in my ear for detail I be gettin' all my watches retail Caught a murder, he tryna call Meek Mill Sold him lean, but Doodie got his refill I know real killers act like females All the trenches bitches give me tea still How you kill him? Bro, I need the details Adderall, feel like it's mixed with B12 You kept tellin' all my secrets, be real Headshot, stop runnin', be still I could shake a whole block with these pills This a striker, I don't know why you need L's Pull up to a whole mosque and pray still Follow bro car 'cause he got the switch I don't be poppin' 'cause you died and you diss Crush a Perc' inside a Sierra Mist Bitch was poppin', had to give her a kiss I ain't puttin' my name on hits Why you braggin'? Niggas ain't kill shit Hopped out on feet like he ran out of gas I call him Yeat 'cause he stay with his mask How you got it, but you stay with your mans? Legs tatted, had to go get some Vans Fifteen million cash, that's my advance Fuck a opp bitch to get in her head Think I love her, I'm tryna plot on her man Think I love her, I'm tryna kill his ass You a killer? Jam, check his referral Flawless diamonds, you rock it better with curls On a date, I gotta take her to Harold's These Chanel, these ain't regular pearls I'm so high off this X pill I don't give no fuck how my ex feel Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah Still use cash with the card on file Check what you drinkin', they water it down Said what you said, you a part of it now Chance after chance, I done gave you a pound Feds on your ass, gotta bury it now I popped a Addy, I barely pronounce Eyeball the weed and it's barely a ounce Watch how you speak, you could bury your spouse Bro, I got M's and I slept on the couch Ain't got a bond, it got inherit amount My budget two million, the killers is out I get my teeth from the Mouth of the South Got the location, you not in your house How do it feel to have Glocks in your mouth? I know you broke 'cause they froze your account Feel like a goofy promotin' the clown I told my lawyer I'm sober now Run up a check 'cause I'm older now Got who we want, so it's over now How you slide, but ain't nobody vouch? Counterfeit money, ain't nobody count How you think I got two hundred pounds? Fifties, fifties, fifties, two hundred rounds Out of jail early, you know that he foul Nike ski mask to cover the brows No Auto, pain, I got a couple of styles I done paid for a couple of trials I done slaid me a couple of dials Call her now 'cause I ain't fuck in a while I got love for bro, he holdin' me down Frrt, hold a couple of rounds Frrt, standin' over him now, yeah I'm so high off this X pill I don't give no fuck how my ex feel Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah

DJ FMCT DJ Bandz, oh, man Before you block me I'm tryna text you, "I'm sorry that I hurt you" I'm a street nigga with a name but certain shit just ain't worth it And I'm sorry what I did to you, I know you didn't deserve it (deserve it) I told you 'bout all the hoes I fucked, you got a little discouraged (little discouraged) Told your friends about our problems, shit made me nervous Please don't put me on that block list 'cause I don't deserve it I gotta answer the private call 'cause you might call restricted And I say you my prize possession 'cause I had to earn you (had to earn you) I bring yo' laughs out I send you money whenever you need, I send you Cash App I call yo' phone, I can't get through, I make a text out Pull up to your OG crib, that's the next step (oh) The worst feeling to be on that block list (block list) I thought it was fun and games to be toxic Came in the crib, my clothes in boxes (in boxes) I grab her hand like, "Could you stop it?" (no) Don't feel good to be on that block list (block list) Why you put me on that block list? (Block list) I can't get through, I'm on that block list (block list) I'm tryna talk to you, I'm on that block list (block list) I don't even answer for all of my guys They talkin' 'bout bitches all on my line I talk about street shit all the time I don't talk about hoes all on my live One time she had made me cry And I'm like, "Some shit had got in my eye" I ain't gon lie, I love the fact that she don't be kickin' it 'round my guys Loyal, she gon' tell me like, "One of them niggas tried" Loyal, if I tell you that, I'ma tell you a hundred times Gullible, told me if I ever cheat, "Don't be with strap" Comfortable, she want hundred, I put a hundred in her bag Perfect timing, I had to give her diamonds I be vibing, this loyal shit is timeless She like curry chicken bird, I like salmon Every time I'm freakin' her, I give her allowance Don't feel good to be on that block list (block list) Why you put me on that block list? (Block list) I can't get through, I'm on that block list (block list) I'm tryna talk to you, I'm on that block list (block list)