Lil Durk - Flyers Up lyrics

[Intro: Tee Grizzley and Lil Durk] Durk what up, where you at? I'm on Normal gang What you tryna do? Throwin' stacks at Magic, today's Monday right? So we at that b**h come on Bout to pull up [Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk] Let's go to Magic (Let's go to Magic) Don't forget the ratchets (Please don't forget 'em) I know we in Atlanta (We in Atlanta) But sh** still will get tragic (sh**'ll get tragic) You know we some street n***as (Know we some street n***as) Make a living off rapping (Living off rapping) When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up) You know n***as we watching and talkin' about slidin' I know some k**ers that want me dead (Know some k**ers that want me dead) I know some k**ers that want me dead (I know some k**ers that want me dead) Know some n***as wit real money, wit that sh** on my head And they got some k**ers around 'em And they know how to play it But I got some k**ers don't want me dead I got some k**ers don't want me dead (I got some k**ers don't want me dead) I know some k**ers that want me dead (I know some k**ers that want me dead) I got some k**ers don't want me dead (I got some k**ers don't want me dead) I know some k**ers that want me dead (I know some k**ers that want me dead) [Verse 1: Lil Durk] I hang wit n***as that hang wit the n***as That hang wit the k**as that k** all the k**ers I be wit n***as who hang with the n***as Who hang wit the rappers who take all the skrilla Go to Chicago and go to Red Diamond They bookin' Tee Grizzley they know that I'm wit him Why you keep barkin, they ain't check the artist We all in the section got 50's on 50's Real n***as, street n***as And we gon' link wit the gangs And we come to yo city (gang gang) I need VIP bar Them dracos gotta be close to us We don't f** with no rappers So I never show, can't let chubbs get close to em You post want flyers, I'ma hire every k**er in the city Try to go to it They ain't got no buzz They don't show no love I know some cuz, bloods They cool with us, ya I know some shorties that's still up in school You tweakin' cuz they is gone k** for a stack You poppin' them xanies you better not lack You play wit the dead, no takin it back [Chorus: Tee Grizzley Lil Durk] Let's go to Magic (Let's go to Magic) Don't forget the ratchets (Please don't forget 'em) I know we in Atlanta (We in Atlanta) But sh** still will get tragic (sh**'ll get tragic) You know we some street n***as (Know we some street n***as) Make a living off rapping (Living off rapping) When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up) You know n***as we watching and talkin' about slidin' I know some k**ers that want me dead (Know some k**ers that want me dead) I know some k**ers that want me dead (I know some k**ers that want me dead) Know some n***as wit real money, wit that sh** on my head And they got some k**ers around 'em And they know how to play it But I got some k**ers don't want me dead I got some k**ers don't want me dead (I got some k**ers don't want me dead) I know some k**ers that want me dead (I know some k**ers that want me dead) I got some k**ers don't want me dead (I got some k**ers don't want me dead) I know some k**ers that want me dead (I know some k**ers that want me dead) [Verse 2: Tee Grizzley] My opps don't die everyday That's cuz I ain't beefin' wit rookies Yo enemies saw you and didn't do nothing That's cuz you be beefin' with pussies I got some Crips that's k**as Them n***as will murk you and go pray to Tookie I got four bloods with 50's Don't tweak unless you can duck two hundred bullets Me and Durk go there they ain't pattin us down Get the sticks in and we pa** em around I feel at home when I'm out of town I be 300 like Kevin no Leonidas Me and Roc still sendin' out J-Pays Opps on the gram say he on nay-pay He say he live login from a fake page They over there, go get that drac thang Free my n***a Mark Meezy Used to lay in n***as bushes Yo mama died that's yo fault We was tryna get you, n***as got tired of looking A n***a get he ups on me? I know them n***as gon' cook me If I beef wit a rapper I'ma book him Come to my shows I'm strapped wit a 40 [Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk] Let's go to Magic (Let's go to Magic) Don't forget the ratchets (Please don't forget 'em) I know we in Atlanta (We in Atlanta) But sh** still will get tragic (sh**'ll get tragic) You know we some street n***as (Know we some street n***as) Make a living off rapping (Living off rapping) When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up) You know n***as we watching and talkin' about slidin' I know some k**ers that want me dead (Know some k**ers that want me dead) I know some k**ers that want me dead (I know some k**ers that want me dead) Know some n***as wit real money, wit that sh** on my head And they got some k**ers around 'em And they know how to play it But I got some k**ers don't want me dead I got some k**ers don't want me dead (I got some k**ers don't want me dead) I know some k**ers that want me dead (I know some k**ers that want me dead) I got some k**ers don't want me dead (I got some k**ers don't want me dead) I know some k**ers that want me dead (I know some k**ers that want me dead)