Lil Durk ft. EST Gee - Burglars & Murderers Lyrics

I only let certain niggas in the studio with me
Ain't no such thing as that, playin' entourage, you hear me?
I'm 'round all killers, nigga
Gang

I been gettin' the bag before I came from the hood
I had to wash up with a rat (yeah)
Standin' on corners, servin' on Father's Day
the closest I had to a dad (let's get it)
I kept a gun 'cause them niggas across the street
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 mixin' these meds (man, what?)
It's a glitch in the streets (let's get it)
I can't even trust my pee (let's get it)
I can't go without drinkin' a week (a week)
I can't leave without freakin' my bitch (my bitch)
I don't trust her, I watch her pee (let's get it)
And I served my uncle a fix (a fix)
One thousand'll make 'em a G (a G)
I was broke, I was robbin' for weed (let's get it)
The landlord ain't believe I was asleep (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, all 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 hittin' the scammers
I'm from the 'Raq, when these niggas died, you put 'em in music and make 'em a anthem
I don't know 'bout bodies, I play asleep all three days, ain't give 'em a answer
Couple opps got hit in they top, but some of them 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
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers

Yeah, if he don't re-up with a hundred, ain't servin' him
Make a thousand per bag that I'm purchasin'
Bro got a body but might be a virgin
Hit with a thirty, he died in his circle (grrah)
He was woofin', you know I took it personal
Been a boss, but suit up like I'm workin'
I'm in the field, still in cleats and my jersey
Killed all his brothers, I know that they hurtin' (phew, phew, phew)
Money ain't helpin', it's makin' it worse
Now is a semi, the switch is converted
First it was thirty, now fifty to murk 'em
Chopper bullets have a tough nigga twerkin'
I really turned up from servin' them turkeys
They passin' out burners, they know I'm the turntest
Clap 'fore I slide, I get Durk to murk ya
2020, guess who had the most murders?

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