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Drake - No Good Lil Durk Demo Lyrics

[Chorus: Drake]
You a slimed out baby, no good for me, no good
Did a lot of things that I knew you would
Let me in the city now I'm going through it
Uh-huh
You a slimed out baby, no good for me, no good
Did a lot of dirt like I knew you would
Let me on my own now I'm going through
I'm a turnt-up nigga from the 6ixside, breaking down a Backwood (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1: Drake]
There's a fine line 'cause 'em niggas treat you good, but I treat you real good
Uh-huh, alright
Tryna act like I'm 'right but I'm not alright
I was down from the jump, we are not alike
Gave you three strikes now you need another strike
Hmm-hmm, alright
I should treat you like them niggas that I know you like
I don't even got a type, I got a prototype
Feel like еverything I got being an overnight
Uh-huh, alright
Now you plotting on thе kid tryna reunite
We gon' have to get to catchin' up another time
'Cause I'm here for the night and I'm going through it

[Chorus: Drake]
You a slimed out baby, no good for me, no good
Did a lot of things that I knew you would
Let me in the city now I'm going through it
Uh-huh
You a slimed out baby, no good for me, no good
Did a lot of things that I knew you would
Let me in the city now I'm going through it
Uh-huh
You a slimed out baby, no good for me, no good
Did a lot of dirt like I knew you would
Let me on my own now I'm going through
I'm a turnt-up nigga from the 6ixside, breaking down a Backwood
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
And usually, I spend a dime, I spent a quarter lately
And I might just speed my verse up like a Florida baby
He on probation with a gun, so you know he crazy
I don't listen, I was off some drugs in orientation
You from the trenches, you be duckin' all the shootouts, yeah
And I can never give my all, I know you don't care
And you my dawg, we shared rooms in a full hotel
And I'll kill a nigga in front of you 'cause you won't tell (Uh-oh-oh)
I don't pillow talk, I just be direct
Ditchin' school in third grade, smokin cigarettes
Before my eyes, seen you growin' like a Chia Pet
Told you, "Slow down," 'cause I don't really wanna see you stress
You ain't get killed, you doin' the killin', so I tip my hat
High school alarm, I had to run, forgot I had the gat
Funerals back to back, they ain't felt that
Heard Boona cry on the phone when they killed Max

[Chorus: Drake]
You a slimed out baby, no good for me, no good
Did a lot of things that I knew you would
Let me in the city now I'm going through it
Uh-huh
You a slimed out baby, no good for me, no good
Did a lot of dirt like I knew you would
Let me on my own now I'm going through
I'm a turnt-up nigga from the 6ixside, breaking down a Backwood