Lil Durk - Introduce Me Lyrics

Uh, introduce me to the streets
It's that street life, baby
Turn up

Drugs got parts, my niggas got parts, locked behind bars
Introduce me to the streets
Money got parts, in the kitchen cooking hard, and I'm riding in foreign cars
Introduce me to the streets
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Let's get it

I first caught my case when I was seventeen
Free Rio, they trying to give him seventeen
Money, drugs got me introduced to everything
Got me signed to the streets with no wedding ring
Just cocaina, get wet up, Aquafina
Auto-tune, I'm a singer, I'm in that jam no singer
They see we got a leaguer
These niggas trying to linger
I caught a case and beat it, Ike and Tina
Never thought I'd make it out the 'hood
.40 .40 on my waist deep, no Meagan Good
What I explain ain't gotta be understood
Money and my squad got me out the 'hood

Drugs got parts, my niggas got parts, locked behind bars
Introduce me to the streets
Money got parts, in the kitchen cooking hard, and I'm riding in foreign cars
Introduce me to the streets
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Let's get it

Grew up off Link and low-income
Savage in the streets, ain't no ho in them
I be sipping lean until my face is numb
I'm thumbing through a check until my fingers numb
Streets a motherfucker, can't trust a motherfucker
Niggas be super-bitches, can't spare a crumb for you
Why keep that drug money?
Why keep that plug, homie?
I'm going broke, just pull that plug on me
Locked behind bars, ain't the same no more
Niggas ain't your niggas, ain't the same no more
Change for a hunnid, ain't no money no more
Niggas ain't starving, they ain't hungry no more

Drugs got parts, my niggas got parts, locked behind bars
Introduce me to the streets
Money got parts, in the kitchen cooking hard, and I'm riding in foreign cars
Introduce me to the streets
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)
Let's get it