Notebook (No Hook) Lyrics – Lil Durk

Read the full Notebook (No Hook) lyrics by Lil Durk along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Lil Durk’s music, you can also explore Soul Bleed and Wonderin’ Again, two other songs by Lil Durk.

[Intro]
(Ayy, pull up, Lam)

[Verse]
I’m so tired of you telling me that he sorry (Sorry)
Missing my shows and meet and greets like I ain’t an artist (Artists)
Love to take drügs, they keep me above, I’m just honest (Honest)
They know who I am, they make up rumors, I’m honest (Honest)
He ain’t support like he used to, he said I’m garbage (Garbage)
Now he at my shows, asking for tickets like we patnas
I’ll check on my patna mom before I ever check on my follower
I fu*k with a throat G.O.A.T but she graduated to a swallower
You know, who you is, you know, what you did
You know, who you was, you know, dirty b!tch
You know, goofy n!ggas, you know, different cliques
You know, how you mad, you know, I’m the s*it
You ain’t support me at all, uh-uh
How you say you my dawg? Uh-uh
Told you, I lost it all, uh-uh
You ain’t even come call, uh-uh
Watching story from a fake page and I seen you shopping at the mall
Told him, I need a handout, he ain’t respond to me all
Four pockets full, full of hundreds
Forty million cash from a label
I ain’t falling out my homies
Call ’em, tell ’em put it on the table
Before, it was bills and bonds, I paid, I ain’t able
Broke b!tch asked for a crib
Pettiest, got the b!tch a craddle
I know what you did so I hate you
I know what you did for the paper
Why you called the police on your man
He gon’ pay for s*it, you know they gon’ take
(??)
I ain’t fu*k online with my nuts
Wook, should I (??) his guts
Benji boys, I know he gon’ clutch

Trench baby, dirty little ba*tard
Soul hurting, welcome to the cast
While I pull a couple out fast
I just took the Drac’ out my jacket
Industry putting me in beef
Why do that? I’m signed to the streets
Pull up on ’em, frrt, frrt, frrt (Baow)
Why the fu*k I’m arguing over beats?
Brodie pulled up in the statements
Stolen ’cause he ain’t even got the key
Thought about putting pounds on the jet, I ain’t do it ’cause they was checking ID’s
Thought about putting pounds on the jet, I ain’t do it ’cause they gon’ put it on me
Thought about putting pounds on the jet, but the Juice WRLD s*it be scaring me (Uh)
Put this in my notebook (Woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah)
This s*it right here, no hook (Woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah)
Put this in my notebook (Woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah)
This s*it right here, no hook