Yung Bleu ft. Lil Durk - Smooth Operator Lyrics

Came a long way from that block, I swear
Came a long way from that block, I swear

Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did
It's a long road to the top, I gotta feed my kids
If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
I got too many haters
I make moves, I'm a smooth operator
I got too many haters
If you want to I can show you all the shit I did

I heard niggas plottin' on my chain
Got a rocket on me now, you play some games, I bust your brain
All this dope that we distribute, keep one eye in the rearview
We can't let a nigga scare you, cock it back and make 'em feel you
Them bullets they flyin' like birdies
I'm sweatin', I'm cookin' a bird
My trap do numbers like nerds
I get you killed for a word
5K for a verse
I'm poppin' like gasket, see you in traffic
I get the plaques then you get to panicking
I got that work, I'm part of the management
I got a problem for buyin' that Louis
I got a problem for buyin' that Gucci
We got that raw on the plate like it's sushi
The MAC or the Glock, whatever that suit you
I ain't gon' hug you, lil' bitch I'm gon' shoot you
Don't pick a side, you better be neutral
They want me dead, the feeling is mutual
They want me dead, the feeling is mutual, yeah

Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did
It's a long road to the top, I gotta feed my kids
If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
I got too many haters
I make moves, I'm a smooth operator
I got too many haters
If you want to I can show you all the shit I did

The shit I can show you unlimited
I'm in Chicago, this shit can get treachorous
Gave me a pack and they told me deliver it
If it don't make it this shit can get serious
I slept on the couch with the rats and roaches
Gotta watch your friends, the one's that's closest
Can't give me advice if you don't know shit
If I got a gun he got a gun too
Kept his mouth closed when he supposed to
We done went global, shout out Young Bleu
Big ol' nasty nigga, came a long way from rags to riches
Hit me a lick, my bags is bigger
Gave me a bag, turned up with this fashion, yeah

Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did
It's a long road to the top, I gotta feed my kids
If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
I got too many haters
I make moves, I'm a smooth operator
I got too many haters
If you want to I can show you all the shit I did

This shit expensive I'm rockin' lil' nigga
This shit Givenchy I'm rockin' lil' nigga
I stood at the top on the block with a rocket lil' nigga
Got me feeling cocky lil' nigga
I had to step on 'em, I had to rep on 'em
They say I changed, they say I went left on 'em, yeah
I don't remember that
Pay for the dope, I don't pay for that kitty-cat
Six chains, nigga know I don't fuck with you, how you
How you gangster, I grew up with you
I'm the nigga poppin' on the backstreet
Keep it in the street, don't @ me
I'ma have you runnin' like an athlete
You ain't never heard Bleu over some rap beats
My shit don't make it there, I had to take it there
I had to take a left just like I'm racin' there
I hop out a foreign, I hop out a sport
You call it a pistol, I call it a toy
I was fourteen when I hopped off the porch
I was fifteen when I first went to court
I fucked your bitch at the spa and resort
Dope in the whip and I'm dodging the narcs
They want to beef, I show up with a farm, yeah