Released: September 28, 2018

Featuring: Lil Baby Young Dolph

Songwriter: Young Dolph Lil Baby Epikh Pro Lil Durk

Producer: Epikh Pro

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
You my downfall, I hope you know that shit
I can't be around y'all, 'cause I can't show you this
You gon' do what you gotta do to sell that dog food
And if you got a good bitch, you gotta send her to law school
'Cause you might need her, tell the feds leave my niggas alone (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You my nigga, you my dog, you my dog for sure (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you my nigga, and you right here for long
You my nigga, you my, you my nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
You my nigga, that's a fact, and you can't lie to me (Ayy, woah)
What I get paid on that block, that's like your salary (Uh, woah)
Mandatory rules to the trenches, keep your gun on you
'Fore the money even be involved, they be one hundred
Fuckin' all these hoes state to state, I ain't see love comin'
Slowed down on that mud, grew a pudge from it, uh
Not what you do, just how you do it, ain't what you say, it's how you say it
You can think about the money, but it's how you gonna chase it
They freed a couple killers, now they city goin' up
And you only call me when you see me pourin' up
And you snuck n' told, you don't know if we know or not
And you brought me drinks, only time you threw a shot (Wow)
My other homie told my other homie
That my other homie other homie tryna kill him
That's why I only fuck with a couple niggas
Get out the dope game, get a couple figures
Make my bitch cum and then I'm cummin' with her
Real niggas only, ain't no competition
We dropped Bloodas, now they sayin' "Bloodas"
If I don't know nothin', I know our fans love us
I learned to rap and get some bands from it
You be around the fake, but I'm stayin' from it

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
You my downfall, I hope you know that shit
I can't be around y'all, 'cause I can't show you this
You gon' do what you gotta do to sell that dog food
And if you got a good bitch, you gotta send her to law school
'Cause you might need her, tell the feds leave my niggas alone (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You my nigga, you my dog, you my dog for sure (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you my nigga, and you right here for long
You my nigga, you my, you my nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
Don't even fix your mouth to tell me that you loyal (Keep that)
They only reason I spare you is because I love you (I swear)
A whole lot of choppers, couple Jewish lawyers (Yeah)
Straight dope boy (Yeah), Richard Porter (Trap)
Took a lot of losses fuckin' with you nigga (Trap)
Seen a lot of crosses fuckin' with you nigga (Damn)
Yeah, we did dirt (Yeah), yeah, I front you work (Yeah)
Plugged on the syrup (Yeah), but that shit was curse (Shit!)
You like to get high, I like to get paid (Okay)
I been on some hustlin' shit since 6th grade (Ayy, who dat?)
I'm the one your mom and daddy told you stay away from
But I'm the one who that told you fuck them hoes, let's get this paper
Count a million, smoke a nigga at the same time (Hey)
Rich nigga, me and you ain't on the same time (it's Dolph)
On the stage or in the trap, I'm the same nigga (it's Dolph)
You ain't ever elevated, just the same nigga

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
You my downfall, I hope you know that shit
I can't be around y'all, 'cause I can't show you this
You gon' do what you gotta do to sell that dog food
And if you got a good bitch, you gotta send her to law school
'Cause you might need her, tell the feds leave my niggas alone (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You my nigga, you my dog, you my dog for sure (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you my nigga, and you right here for long
You my nigga, you my, you my nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Lil Baby]
You my nigga, you my dog since the sandbox (Sandbox)
I been runnin' with some killers, we got hand Glocks (Hand Glocks)
Sippin' syrup, I'm movin' slow like a grandpa (Grandpa)
Kept it real from the jump, these niggas changed up (Changed up)
All these diamonds on my neck, they gettin' tangled up
Hearin' rumors 'bout my main man snortin' dust (Oh)
We ain't have no ride, we'd steal a car, we don't catch the bus (Yeah)
I wish Lil Juan could see me now, a nigga rich as fuck (Rich as fuck)
Fuck a nine-to-five, I'm sellin' whole things (Whole things)
I was down bad on my dick, I didn't have no dreams (No dreams)
I swear to God I had a hundred racks at eighteen (Ayy)
Sittin' in the cell, goin' hard, they tryna mace me (Serve 10)
Every nigga who threw salt gon' have to face me (Face me)
Told my bitch that she can leave, she won't replace me (Won't replace me)
Doin' what I'm 'posed to do, I know they hate me (Hate me)
I'ma stand up on they ass 'til they take me (Take me)

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
You my downfall, I hope you know that shit
I can't be around y'all, 'cause I can't show you this
You gon' do what you gotta do to sell that dog food
And if you got a good bitch, you gotta send her to law school
'Cause you might need her, tell the feds leave my niggas alone (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You my nigga, you my dog, you my dog for sure (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you my nigga, and you right here for long
You my nigga, you my, you my nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Lil Durk

Durk Derrick Banks (born October 19, 1992), better known as Lil Durk, is a rapper, singer, and songwriter from Chicago, Illinois. Durk is best known for his involvement in the drill wave that took the music world by storm in the 2010s. He is the founder of his own record label, Only the Family (OTF).

Durk’s early career was, like many drill artists, plagued with legal issues and accusations of violence. These issues eventually led to his shows being canceled.

In 2012, his career took off with the release of “L’s Anthem” and its French Montana-featuring remix. In 2013, he continued his hot streak with “Dis Ain’t What U Want,” a conscious reflection on his perception in the media and throughout his city. In 2015, he released his debut studio album Remember My Name and the viral sensation, “My Beyoncé” with DeJ Loaf.