Lyrics Finesse Out The Gang Way - Lil Durk, Lil Baby

Finesse Out The Gang Way

I came from nothin', I had to go get it
I had to finesse out the gang way (Gang way)
I done did everything for the niggas that I love
Who stuck in the chain gang (Chain gang)
Shit be so real, I’m steady watchin' all the niggas who yellin' out, «Gang,
gang» (Gang, gang)
Shit be so different, I’m watchin' the niggas who busy but yellin' out, «Bang,
bang» (Bang, bang)
Roll up a blunt on that Pluto
Used to be deep now I’m riding 'round uno
I know some niggas who hustlin' but quit 'cause they was doin' this shit for
too long
I remember niggas feelin' like brothers but now this shit feel like a group home
And I had told 'em I love 'em so much to me it felt you can’t do wrong
I was trappin' out inside of my granny crib, I was servin' with two phones
I remember tellin' judges, «Don't know where the Patek is», now it’s two-tone
The money make the world spin (Spin, oh)
The money make the girls grin (Grin, oh)
Been rapper since 2010 (Ten, oh)
Who would ever thought that I’d win?
(Win, oh)
Ask 'em why they sellin' food stamp
I done grabbed a Urus on some cool shit
I’ma get it on my own, when I felt alone
I remember feelin' useless
I remember servin' to the cool kids
Twin got a.30, like a pool stick
Why you think the murders turn to news clip
When a nigga die, when his family cry
They’ll swear to God that he ain’t do shit
I remember niggas bein' goofy
Spendin' their last money on the Gucci
He just got fly just to get in some coochie
Went to jail, ride around with a goofy
I can actually say I’m feelin' like money
I remember riding 'round with the hunnids
Had twin with me ridin' with hunnids
Gucci bag, double fifty, one hunnids
Super motivated, come from a dungeon
Like, why you call a dungeon the trenches?
It don’t matter 'cause I’m bringin' my niggas
Why you fall out with me just for attention?
Niggas die when they pop up in my mentions
Had the realest nigga tear you
Took a Perc' and it got me in my feelings (Got me in my feelings)
The money make the world spin (Spin, oh)
The money make the girls grin (Grin, oh)
Been rapper since 2010 (Ten, oh)
Who would ever thought that I’d win?
(Win, oh)
The money make the world spin (Spin, oh)
The money make the girls grin (Grin, oh)
Been rapper since 2010 (Ten, oh)
Who would ever thought that I’d win?
(Win, oh)
Man I’ve been trappin' since 2007
My momma was strugglin', I had to help
From juvenile to the penitentiary, I’m better
I’m happy to say I got it together
Fifty-three percent of these niggas feminine
I am not a ganster I am a gentleman
We the ones that handle murders like business
Postin' money on the 'Gram, I invented that
I done came a long way from the middleman
I got
Cullinan
I done gave a thousand bowls to my brother them
Shit get serious when them bodies start comin' up
I put the key on the Urus and diggin' now
Told my baby mama we need a bigger house
I’m too real, cut this shit out and figure out
Got one foot in the streets, tryna pull it out
Keep it lowkey, she ain’t runnin' her mouth (Mouth)
She don’t ever want me to pull out
I run it up to
from my house
I’m rockin' clothes I can’t even pronounce
Fuck the pandemic, I love me a drought
I ran it up in this motherfucker
Three hunnid shots, that’s enough in this motherfucker
Only The Family, it’s us in this motherfucker, gang shit
The money make the world spin (Spin, oh)
The money make the girls grin (Grin, oh)
Been rapper since 2010 (Ten, oh)
Who would ever thought that I’d win?
(Win, oh)
The money make the world spin (Spin, oh)
The money make the girls grin (Grin, oh)
Been rapper since 2010 (Ten, oh)
Who would ever thought that I’d win?
(Win, oh)