52 Bars, Pt. 2 - Lil Durk

30 30's with 30's, 30 niggas we dirty

I got my shooters they shooting, we show them niggas no mercy

From the pot to the block, from the block to the lot

I got to duck from the ops, they be too cool with the cops

See my life like a movie, I caught a case for the tooly

The judge given out ten I ain’t scared I do it

So if a nigga run up on me I react with the uzi

If a nigga run up on me I react with the uzi

Son needed his daddy I still need him right now

He doing life in the Feds need that appeal right now

I catch a body I’m gone, I’m dipping right out of town

I see the scout who told he getting pelled right down

L’s up to I die, blood, sweat, and some tears

Def Jam they signed me, complete my dream as a kid

Got locked up told my celly, he thinking life is a gig

Tell’em all I’m on TV MTV I’m the shit

I hit a stain on some bricks, I can’t look back I’m ahead

I can’t look back on this bread, I guess disease is to rare

One did and it spread where I be 64th

All that rating is dead I put a nine to his head

Lil rock snatched for attempt lawyer money I got him

If he can’t hold weight he best believe I’m gonna spot’em

I can’t sit in the streets and let my real niggas rotting

All black like I’m Bruce, so who think that was robbing

And they drop my advanced, I’ma cop me up six

I’ma carry a fenz and I’ma cop me a Benz

I got Tommy’s and Mac’s, 40 cals, Glock 10's

Momma told me you gon make it but, you can’t get it in

I’m a trapper to rapper, real niggas to actors

Same people who’s fans they use to say ain’t a factor

I’m on top of the city, so them rumors ain’t matter

8 balls the size of baseballs in the field I’ma batter

A nigga tried to kill me dead, ops tried to wheel me in

Like the Cubs in '79 them niggas won’t win again

Judge told me eye to eye PD riding on her end

Get caught with another slammer they say they first offer 10

I can’t change up like a penny, I want head just like a penny

You won’t catch in the telly, catch me in back of the Bentley

Niggas know I’m nailing shit, niggas know we killing shit

I don’t really give a fuck all my niggas we be in it

We be 30 deep at least 30 of us polled up

Taking risk that I hope and see my baby growing up

Russian roulette in the streets, life is all about luck

Pussy, money, weed, loyalty, trust is what a nigga lust

I’ma I’m packing like a Green Bay Packer, all white Challenger, saltine cracker

Free all of my niggas doing more than 3 calenders

Pigs snatched me up, smacked me up cause I ain’t answer them

Can’t snitch ain’t a bone in my body say bitch

I can’t switch, half them shooters ain’t shooting they faking

I’m savage, my teacher always told me I ain’t average

She said Lil Durk he’ll shoot I remind them of the Mavericks

(let's get it)