Last Name (feat. Lil Durk) - Future

Last Name (feat. Lil Durk)

Future

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Lyric

This ain't a diss song, this a real song

Nigga, we ain't runnin' from no responsibilities

I take care of families

I'm embarrassed over this mess that I done caused

I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid

And there's way too many homicides

Bought a hundred guns, got my niggas slidin'

Fuck the bitch once, now she wanna cry

Snitches told the feds, I had an alibi

Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night

I don't know her name, she wanna have my child

Laughin' to the bank, got me runnin' wild

Numbed to the pain, so I keep a smile

Gotta keep it stashed up for the trial

Material intentions, gotta play a foul

I'm a rare form, like a hyena runnin' wild

All the opps gettin' gunned down

I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid

And there's way too many homicides

Bought a hundred guns, got my niggas slidin'

Fuck the bitch once, now she wanna cry

Snitches told the feds, I had an alibi

Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night

I don't know her name, she wanna have my child

Laughin' to the bank, got me runnin' wild

Numbed to the pain, so I keep a smile

I lost connections to the streets and I was in denial

I seen a grown man shed tears 'cause he lost his trial

I said the streets are crazy, feeling just to lose a child

Have a one-on-one with God, yeah, been a while

I woke up paranoid off drugs, I said, I'm tired now

I answer my phone in the middle of the night

Like who done died now?

Knowin' I'm involved

But we gon' slide by when it dyin' down

I don't know who opps no more

You look crazy, I'm firin' rounds

I love the streets, it's a portion of me

I came from nothin', to the voice of the streets

I got blood in the streets

The way he died, I advise he died in his sleep

That's the trenches, yeah, yeah

I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid

And there's way too many homicides

Bought a hundred guns, got my niggas slidin'

Fuck the bitch once, now she wanna cry

Snitches told the feds, I had an alibi

Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night

I don't know her name, she wanna have my child

Laughin' to the bank, got me runnin' wild

Numbed to the pain, so I keep a smile

Public conversation got you touchin' clouds

Popped the wrong pill, hit the wrong dial

Ain't no visitation, waitin' for the trial

Took my last name, this ain't 'bout the child

Real classy Jazzy, when don't do no trollin'

Gotta treat you like you dead when you playin' bogus

See, Pluto, you my brother, gotta stay focused

Sometimes I get in my feelings, too, I wish I wore a Trojan

They tryna go viral off of DMs, that's why I'm antisocial

I'm just tryna teach the killers not to use emotion

I got a whole bitch, don't think about my old bitch

I'm just tryna live my life and catch this moment

I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid

And there's way too many homicides

Bought a hundred guns, got my niggas slidin'

Fuck the bitch once, now she wanna cry

Snitches told the feds, I had an alibi

Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night

I don't know her name, she wanna have my child

Laughin' to the bank, got me runnin' wild

Numbed to the pain, so I keep a smile

We ain't even get no sleep 'round this shit

You make a temporary decision

That caused permanent pain

Shit ain't goin' nowhere (I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid)

(And there's way too many homicides)

That hood mentality feel like you can go through anything, nigga

(Bought a hundred guns, got my niggas slidin')

(Laughin' to the bank, got me runnin' wild)

(Numbed to the pain, so I keep a smile)

- It's already the end -