Discontinuing Wokhardt Lyrics – Lil Durk

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[Intro]
808 Mafia, 808 Mafia

[Verse]
They treat me differently, treat me like a celebrity
I drain my kidneys off sipping syrup, not no ecstasy
Them n!ggas I said I love was never there for me
I don’t drop the rakes ’cause my popsnem, respectfully
You ain’t put yo’ family on yo’ back, how you gon’ lecture me?
That’s my lil’ brother, he got more strips than a referee
Three hundred cash for the V, bulletproof SUV
I do these drügs to calm my nerve, can you rescue me?
Can you help me please, Dthang, help me breathe
They be making ’em bleed, that’s what be helping me grieve
They had to stop me from going back, I want to mess up the streets
Bro’ paid for his own lawyer, he got to selling them sheets
I say free ’cause I love ’em, them cases harder to beat
Me, I’m the voice, a.k.a heart of the streets
I went from barbers to Jeep
I’m a n!gga with money, don’t tell me talking is cheap when your b!tch shop at unique
You n!ggas ‘posed to be gangsters, you n!ggas helping police
Only the Family, regardless, this s*it forever with me
You gotta drop a deposit, ain’t coming nowhere for free
You can put these rappers on flyers, I know they coming for me
I’m taking drügs, I tried to stop, but I had relapsed
I lost my dog, you ain’t even call, you ain’t even reach out
I’m so thirsty for them to die, you can tap his kneecap
They put some money on his ass, he don’t even peak out

[Chorus]
Monday, I’m in the stu’, I’m rapping with my shirt off
Tuesday, I talk to brodie ‘nem, they get them birds off
Wednesday, I got the worst call, they knocked his nerves off
Thursday the same as Wednesday, that s*it do hurt, y’all
Friday, got the V12 Maybach in the driveway
Saturday, pop out with your gun ’cause you can die today
Sunday, not a sun day because it’s dark out

Discontinuing Wockhardt, I’m irritated, get knocked out

[Bridge]
Ohh, ohh, feel like my pill drop and I can’t hear y’all
I hate to detox and go through withdrawal
My brodie a big dog, but he like fentanyl

[Chorus]
Monday, I’m in the stu’, I’m rapping with my shirt off
Tuesday, I talk to brodie ‘nem, they get them birds off
Wednesday, I got the worst call, they knocked his nerves off
Thursday the same as Wednesday, that s*it do hurt, y’all
Friday, got the V12 Maybach in the driveway
Saturday, pop out with your gun ’cause you can die today
Sunday, not a sun day because it’s dark out
Discontinuing Wockhardt, I’m irritated, get knocked out

[Outro]
Ohh, ohh, feel like my pill drop and I can’t hear y’all
Feel like my pill drop and I can’t hear y’all