[Lyrics] Lil Durk – Burglars & Murderers (ft. EST Gee) Lyrics

I only let certain niggas in the studio with me
Ain’t no such thing as a playing entourage, you hear me?
I’m around all killers, nigga
Gang
I been getting the bag
Before I came from the hood, I had to wash up with a rag (yeah)
Standing on corners, serving on Father’s Day
The closest I had to a dad (let’s get it)
I kept a gun ’cause them niggas across the streets want beef
They wanted me dead (grrah, grrah)
And I be out of my mind (DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger)
My bitch be mad the way I be mixing these meds (man, what?)
It’s a glitch in the streets (let’s get it)
I can’t even trust my peeps (let’s get it)
I can’t go without drinking a week (a week)
I can’t leave without freaking my bitch (my bitch)
I don’t trust her, I watch her pee (let’s get it)
And I served my uncle a fifth (a fix)
One thousand, I make ’em a G (a G)
I was broke, I was robbing for weed (let’s get it)
The landlord ain’t believe I was ‘sleep (let’s get it)
I couldn’t even go pay my lease (let’s get it)
Told the feds I ain’t no chief (let’s get it)
High-end, she wear GG (let’s get it)
On the block, our strikers on E (let’s get it)
They’ll try to indict you for free (let’s get it)
And all my niggas kids
I’m their uncle, so you can’t wife my niece (let’s get it, yeah)
He came from a killer, he went to a robber, he hitting the scammers
I’m from the ‘Raq, when these niggas died
You put ’em in music and make ’em an anthem
I don’t know shit ’bout bodies
I played ‘sleep all three days, ain’t give ’em a answer
Couple opps got hit in they top
But some of ’em dead, but some in pampers
If you was good around me in them school days
Blood look like Kool-Aid
I’m around niggas who sold drugs to school teachers every Tuesday
And I’m gangster, nigga
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers (nah, we smoked him)
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers (you know what it is, man)
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers (DJ on the beat)
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers (so it’s a banger)
Yeah, if he don’t re-up with a hundred, ain’t servin’ him (I ain’t servin’ him)
Make a thousand per bag and I’m purchasin’ (per bag that I’m purchasin’)
Bruh got a body but might be a virgin (might be a virgin)
Hit with a 30, he died in his surgery (pwah)
He was woofin’, you know I took it personal
Been a boss, but suit up like I’m workin’
I’m in the field, stealin’ cleats in my jersey (ain’t have enough murders)
Killed all his brothers, I know that it hurt em’
Money ain’t helpin’, it’s makin’ it worser (makin’ it worse)
Now it’s a semi, then switch, it converted (converted)
First it was 30, now 50to murk em’ (50 to murk em’)
Chopper bullets have a tough nigga twerkin’ (ayy)
I really turned up from servin’ the turf (servin’ the turf)
Have TECs and the burners, they know I’m the toughest (ain’t have enough murders)
Glock for a slide, I had Durk and the merchant
2020, guess we had enough murders, yeah
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn ’em to murderers