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Future – AFFILIATED Lyrics ft Lil Durk

Future - AFFILIATED Lyrics ft Lil Durk Full Lyrics


Future - AFFILIATED Lyrics ft Lil Durk Full Lyrics
Future – AFFILIATED Lyrics ft Lil Durk

Future – AFFILIATED Lyrics ft Lil Durk below:

[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah)
I’m with [?] (I’m with [?])
Yeah (Yeah)

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[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, I been countin’ money so long it make my hands ache
Yeah, hunnid ’round in the trunk, can’t even stand straight
Yeah, gon’ pop more than one, start hallucinatin’
Lot of diamonds on my arm, look like roller-skate
My hood hooter than a sauna, nigga, whackin’ shit
Flood that lil’ bitch out in stones and got a badder bitch
Posted on the corner where it’s yellow tape
Had to buy my bitch a gun, gang affiliated

[Verse 1: Future]
Told her “Don’t be worried ’bout none, lil’ one killin’ shit”
I take criminals where I go, but all legitimate
Put so many chains on it made my head hurt
You can’t shoot it out the car, put in leg work
Why you gonna shoot him in the chest when you it his head first?
I was sellin’ water-water, missed the school bus
Had to place another order, bought more Lamb trucks
Came up breakin’ laws, had to get my hands dirt
Used to hang with a bitch, gave my mans dirt
When they searched for [?], that’s when I knew the feds were lurkin’
Watch my grandma go to prison made my heart hurt
Bought a gang of cars like a pack of Starburst

[Chorus: Future & Lil Durk]
Yeah, I been countin’ money so long it make my hands ache
Yeah, hunnid ’round in the trunk, can’t even stand straight
Yeah, gon’ pop more than one, start hallucinatin’
Lot of diamonds on my arm, look like roller-skate
My hood hooter than a sauna, nigga, whackin’ shit (Smurk, Pluto)
Flood that lil’ bitch out in stones and got a badder bitch (S’get it, yeah)
Posted on the corner where it’s yellow tape
Had to buy my bitch a gun, gang affiliated

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[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I’m a street nigga, I’m affiliated with the gang wars
So many murders goin’ on, I been hit, I ask a nigga what he changed for
I done seen my homie die right in front of me with his gun drawn
I’m fighten ten murders, I still be walkin’ ’round with my gun showin’, nigga
I’m from the mud-mud, you need a job ’til my people make a nigga text up
Shoot up the block and pick the shell-cases up
And make the police officer work for it
I’m too street, when I’m in the zone, I take drugs by the two-three
And it’s proof I don’t fuck with too many niggas
Pull up in the hood in two-seats
Young wild niggas, I’ma stay around, ridin’ hot cars with no license
Don’t play, he’ll kill you like the darkskin, whole time bro ass lightskin
He’ll kill you for a light ten, on a nigga ass like a tight end
Bro, I gave you only ’til the night end
Young street nigga duck indictments

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, I been countin’ money so long it make my hands ache
Yeah, hunnid ’round in the trunk, can’t even stand straight
Yeah, gon’ pop more than one, start hallucinatin’
Lot of diamonds on my arm, look like roller-skate
My hood hooter than a sauna, nigga, whackin’ shit
Flood that lil’ bitch out in stones and got a badder bitch
Posted on the corner where it’s yellow tape
Had to buy my bitch a gun, gang affiliated

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