Polo G, The Kid Laroi, Lil Durk - No Return

Uh uh, uh, uh, uh
Used to hit the block and serve
Work the rock like Kyrie Irv'
Link up with gang like what's the word?
Pull up, skrrt, switchin' lanes, might jump the curb
And, yeah, bitch, I'm really him, put that on five, fuck what you heard
Got three fifties, that's one-fifty, ain't no limit, I fuck with Herb
Lil' kids turned grown men, we come from cribs dysfunctional
Gotta learn how to play your own hand, don't never get too comfortable
That's lil' shit, he can think he hot 'til them real killers come and humble you
All day, tell 'em spin the block 'til your best friend layin' under you
Know 'bout late nights and that hunger
Know 'bout rainy days and that thunder
I know lil' niggas on slime shit, know young thugs and gunners
We was in the field, Glock kick back, we gon' kick it off like punters
I'm Too Turnt Gang, got five in me, I ain't never been no runner (Bitch)
I can't ever go back to the way shit was
I done really came from nothing, now I got everything that I want
I can't ever go back to the way shit was
I done came too far, put that on everything I love
Roaches in the crib, mama on drugs