We The Best Music They ain't believe in us Juice WRLD did (we did nigga, haha) DJ Khaled DJ Khaled with them straps, I got another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I'm number one, uh-huh (let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) Bitch, I'm rookie of the year, ain't no runnin' u-u-up We ain't runnin' away from shit, we the ones runnin' u-u-up (that's on God) No Limit gang the only gang, ain't no other one (nigga, that's on God) I'm gon' bang what I bang, ain't no changin' up (on God) Ain't no changin' up (on God, on God) I'ma do my thing (I'ma do my, uh) Married to this cash (married to this, uh) I'ma buy it a ring (let's go, let's go) My dreads, they hang (let's go, let's go) Like Shabba Ranks (Shabba Ranks) My gun Chief Keef (yeah) The bitch go bang-bang (b-b-b-bow) I rap, I sing (uh) With the clan like it's Wu-Tang (uh) But I hate niggas like Klu Klux (uh) Run up on me, I don't give two fucks (at all) Choppa leave a nigga so fucked up (what else?) Sewed up (what else?), sewed up (what else?) Toe up, from the floor up (uh-huh) Sip lean 'til I throw up (uh-huh) After I throw up, I'm gon' pour up (yeah) I need another one (uh) Heat up on my hip, I up like the sunrise I got another sun (let's go, let's go) Ran out of ammo, switched to my other holster Another gun (grah) Damn, like, "He got another one?" (He does, yeah) DJ Khaled with them straps, I got another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I'm number one, uh-huh (let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) Bitch, I'm rookie of the year, ain't no runnin' u-u-up We ain't runnin' away from shit, we the ones runnin' u-u-up (that's on God) No Limit gang, the only gang, ain't no other one (nigga, that's on God) I'm gon' bang what I bang, ain't no changin' up (on God), ain't no changin' up (on God, on God) My gun, a horny one (it is), that bitch a thot alright (she will) My gun, a horny gun (she is), she down to fuck all night (uh-huh, she will) She wanna fuck all night, (ye-yeah) vacuum, she wanna suck all night in my room (ye-ye-ye-yeah) Rolls-Royce truck, Lambo truck, whatever one has the most legroom (skrrt) Skrrt, that bitch go vroom (skrrt) I won't Tom Cruise her, the bitch gon' move Still live like a Mission Impossible, dude (uh-huh) Gun sing like it got auto-tune (uh-huh) I'm T-Pain when it come to that tool (uh-huh) Money got longer when it come to that Uz' (uh-huh) Sip lean, I'm still awake, no snooze (uh-huh) I'm on bullshit like Carlos Booze' (tell them) I'm swervin' with the Swervo tape all in my head (let's go) I blow up like a turban on top of my head (let's go) Codeine sip, ain't no Bourbon, no Bourbon in here (on God) Even though I'm a cowboy, gun smoke in the air, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (on God) DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I'm number one, uh-huh (let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) Bitch, I'm rookie of the year, ain't no runnin' u-u-up (on God) We ain't runnin' away from shit, we the ones runnin' u-u-up (that's on God) No Limit gang, the only gang, ain't no other one (nigga, that's on God) I'm gon' bang what I bang, ain't no changin' up (on God) Ain't no changin' up (on God, on God) Oh, that's on God Oh, that's on my life Oh, havin' the time of my life Get in the way of that, nigga, you gon' die Oh, 999 NLMB, No Limit gang, I'm in my prime, yeah Don't waste my money, don't waste my time Uh, come here darling, have the time of your life Come suck me sloppy, come here and get naughty Come here and get naughty, come suck me sloppy That bitch be hidin', in the back givin' sloppy-toppy

Forever is a long, long time from tonight (oh-oh) When it's dark outside, you're always the light (oh, yeah) This heart of mine was once cold as the ice (oh-oh) Oh-oh, the more I try, the more I open my mind For you to find, the demons hidin' deep inside I owe fines, the devil say I owe him for life But I could feel it, I got God on my side Remember when he sent you to me that night I had to cuff you up like a cop on a heist Cupid is the judge, so I must testify I won't move or budge, I'll stand by you for life All my life, when you die is when I die I sometimes wonder why We argue and fight Quickly make things right It's probably 'cause we gotta grow more over time Wouldn't be real love without rough nights Can't feel these, but I feel your eyes When you look at mine, things feel alright When it's dark outside, you're always the light (oh, yeah) This heart of mine was once cold as the ice (oh-oh) Oh-oh, the more I try, the more I open my mind For you to find, the demons hidin' deep inside Been through it, I don't really wanna get into it Don't run out your heart or break mine, so I won't do it Also baby, you're my lifeline, you're an influence All them times you was mad, I was over under the influence Feel sorry for the people that don't get it It's really rare that you feel the real love feeling Some people get hurt and never love again Some people get hurt and give the drugs a binge Some people get dressed and go and hit the club to mend No love in one-night stands, but you can play pretend And me, I'ma admit it All of these hoes one thing, that's pretentious And if I know one thing, then I know this It's us forever, worse or better, no discussion That's how I'm comin' (oh-oh) When it's dark outside, you're always the light (oh, yeah) This heart of mine was once cold as the ice (oh-oh) Oh-oh, the more I try, the more I open my mind For you to find, the demons hidin' deep inside

Let's go, let's go Chasing the lean Let's go (okay, okay) Chasing the lean, rotting my brain Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah Let's do it Chasing the lean, rotting my brain, honestly Drugs the only thing that's faithful to me, sorry to say Groupie hoes wanna come my way Come take this pic and get out my face Ran into my main thing Come take this dick and you can stay It's my year, year, year, codeine sip, no beer Holy shit, he's the shit, words from my peers Don't like me, you can suck a dick That's how it goes around here Cowboy, oh yeah, big six shooter in the air Drunky You wanna fuck me, bitch, then fuck me (let's do it) You wanna kill me, nigga, then buck me (let's do it) These niggas really want me dead (c'mon) I don't really think they that lucky (c'mon) I told my bitch I love her (I did) I hope she think I mean it (whoa) I wouldn't lie about that shit, trust me (at all) I wouldn't lie about street shit, trust me (at all) I wouldn't lie about drug shit, trust me (oh no) See that drug shit hide the ugly (oh no) And I ain't never been ugly, trust me (oh no) Dicked up in her brain, concussion (uh-huh) We had a Snoop Dogg discussion (we did) A sexual eruption (smash) Open up them legs, I'm hungry Bank account eruptin' (yeah) I need me a safe or something (yeah) I'm a dirt bike riding junkie (c'mon) I don't need that Wraith for nothing (let's go) But it's a Wraith on my wrist or somethin' (skrrt) Hoes wanna rape my wrist or somethin' (all white) Cops wanna raid my crib for nothing (uh) Just 'cause we black that's how they comin' (fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12) Chasing the lean, rotting my brain, honestly Drugs the only thing that's faithful to me, sorry to say Groupie hoes wanna come my way Come take this pic and get out my face That champagne glass on my kitchen counter That's codeine in it, no Ace of Spades Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, nigga, wait Nigga, it's a wave, nigga, I'm a wave, you a slave To these chains, forgettin' about the road our forefathers paved But hey, who am I to talk? I'm AP gang, a hundred fifty on my wrist, no case Used to bein' afraid, uh Coke on the dinner plate, uh Brand new China set for the house Versace dinner plates, uh What your mama tell you about gettin' involved? You got you a gun but you still too soft You ain't gon' shoot that bitch at all If I got it on me, I'ma let that bitch off Hot boy, young Lil Wayne shit You see the socks boy Plus I'm a Glock boy, new clip Huggin' a thot, boy, givin' 'em top where they brain is I'm a rockstar lifestyle livin' Dirt bike ridin', totin' stainless, I aim big Bank account eruptin' I need me a safe or something (I do) I'm a dirt bike riding junkie (uh-huh) I don't need that Wraith for nothing (skrrt skrrt) But it's a Wraith on my wrist or somethin' (wrist) Hoes wanna rape my wrist or somethin' (rape my wrist) Cops wanna raid my crib for nothing (raid my crib) Just 'cause we black, that's how they comin' (I know it, yeah) Chasing the lean, rotting my brain, honestly Drugs the only thing that's faithful to me, sorry to say Groupie hoes wanna come my way Come take this pic and get out my face That champagne glass on my kitchen counter That's codeine in it, no Ace of Spades Let me switch it up on y'all fuck niggas, haha Dawn in denial, hey Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa Uh (let's go) Double cup pleasure (double) Can I feel this way forever? (Forever) It don't matter how fucked up I get off of the drugs Still giving my effort, all my effort Phone line going AWOL, I'm the plug now They act like my music is the new drug in town The bees knees (the bees knees), I am The bees knees (the bees knees), bitch, I am The bees knees It's hard for these hoes to stay away Now I got money, I can't afford loyalty It's a cold day in hell, gotta pay for loyalty To do what I do, you need a whole team It's child's play to me, hey The bees knees, I am The bees knees, I am OC Never do coke, no, fuck a nosebleed Bentley white guts, cocaine, no seats Dust in the Benz, smokin' thrax Countin' up the racks, bitch, I'm the bees knees I'm OC Never do coke, no, fuck a nosebleed Bentley white guts, cocaine, no seats Dust in the Bentley, smokin' thrax Countin' up these racks, I'm the bees knees (I am the bees knees) Hah, hah Niggas not ready for this shit, homie Listen to Juice talk, he talkin' that talk 'Cause you talkin' to a boss That's real My fault, I'm high A death race for love I ain't just racin' for love though (no, I'm not) My heart racin' My money racin' (facts), my mind racin' (facts) All black diamonds like I'm racist (huh, you dig?) "Lucid Dreams" still on your bitch playlist (yes sir) I took her and smiled and you lookin' like, "How could you say this?" Timeless music bitch (thank God for me, me, me) Smokin' thrax, countin' racks (bees knees) No fuck racks, need a black card That's how I'm gon' show you I'm hard Yeah, where the Percs at now? (Talk that talk, Juice, stop fuckin' with these niggas) I'm a businessman, so that mean I'm 'bout my business, man (A businessman, I'm a businessman nigga, a businessman, nigga) ID got that shit, Hitboy got that shit (No cap, no cap, no cap, no cap) I know y'all seen them old videos of Dream Team Playin' basketball (Michael Jordan, Game 6, yeah, yeah) We just ran a three man weave The bees knees

This is as far as it goes This the end of the road This the end of the rope The other end of the throat "It's suicidal", she wrote This is the end of the show, it's over We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma We don't love these hoes, our hearts got colder It's hard out here for a lonely stoner I know I'm doin' drugs, but so what? Just pray to God, I never throw up I pray to God, my plug got pour up I pray to God, my plug still show up I know the last time we tried to rob him He lucky, bro'nem ain't fuckin' off him I'm drinkin', drivin' in the Bentley coupe, so It's hard for me to drive, move too slow I told you, baby, I ain't saving no hoe I only save the money, anti-hero I burn my old clothes and got some new clothes I left my old hoes and got some new hoes My brother got a chopper, and it's kickin' like Judo He shootin' while I'm drivin' the two-door This is as far as it goes This the end of the road This the end of the rope The other end of the throat "It's suicidal", she wrote This is the end of the show, it's over We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma This is as far as it goes This the end of the road This the end of the rope The other end of the throat "It's suicidal", she wrote This is the end of the show, it's over We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma I'm smokin' dope 'til I'm in a coma The moon rock on me, I love the aroma I get so high that I'm in the clouds with the fallen angels Demons with halos She love the coke but not Coca-Cola But she'll still pop it like a soda for ya Her name rings bells like a Motorola I lay the bitch off like I'm her employer And she gon' ride like a rollercoaster And I'm gon' hide when the love is over But it's far from over, losing composure In a coffin, laying stiff like a boulder This is as far as it goes This the end of the road This the end of the rope The other end of the throat "It's suicidal", she wrote This is the end of the show, it's over We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma This is as far as it goes This the end of the road This the end of the rope The other end of the throat "It's suicidal", she wrote This is the end of the show, it's over We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma

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)