Lyrics

[Intro] Let us see the lights on your phone, put the lights out on your phones right now I want y'all to light it up for me one time in this motherfucker please Light the room up with your phones If you ever lost somebody It's been a rough couple of years Put your lights on your phone, hold it up like this Hold it up like this That's what I'm talkin' about Follow our lead, let's go C'mon Left to right, left to right Left to right, left to right (C'mon) Left to right, left to right Left to right, left to right Left to right, left to right (We gon' sing to the trenches, Durk) Left to right, left to right (You know what it is right here) Left to right, left to right (Keep your phones up) Left to right (Talk to 'em) (Let's go) [Verse 1] I was goin' through that pain alone I was goin' through that phase alone We all change, you say I change alone Sleepless nights, barely changin' clothes You know damn right you was wrong (Yeah) Ayy, I was tired, they didn't realize it Certain vibes, it don't feel right Plenty nights left me traumatized Why they lie? I do love my guys You lookin' crazy, know the trenches raised me I'm Durkio, but I'm Chicago JAY-Z And I was scared how that money made me I caught a vibe, but they was lookin' crazy (Yeah) Money ran low, right? Felons can't vote, right? I can't even vote for who I believe in, shit ain't goin' right I didn't drop a tear inside the funeral, I ain't mourn right And I nut in all the hoes I fuck, I blame the porn site (Yeah, c'mon) [Chorus] Please don't turn away from me I got enough on my plate, can you turn away? Can you turn away? (Yeah, yeah) Became the voice of the streets and my people ain't believe in me (Why?) I'm supportive of the streets and my people ain't believe in me (Verse two, let's go) [Verse 2] Quarantine what? I'm just tryna make a buck Talkin' to my dog, but he actin' like he stuck Favorite gun a Glock, it's filled up with a month Throw it in they face every time I hold it up Granny ain't feelin' too well Shootout with the police, I ain't goin' to jail How he actin' off a case, you'll know if he tell I know a nigga from the hood, he'll serve with no scale (Yeah) Watch Bands make a play, I seen him score in the mail Gave him thirty-nine years, I heard him cry in the cell Even though I'm gettin' big, I bought a MAC through my Zelle I took a picture on my block, they think I'm back in the field (Yeah, c'mon) [Chorus] Please don't turn away from me I got enough on my plate, can you turn away? Can you turn away? Became the voice of the streets and my people ain't believe in me I'm supportive of the streets and my people ain't believe in me Please don't turn away from me I got enough on my plate, can you turn away? Can you turn away? Became the voice of the streets and my people ain't believe in me [Outro] Ayy I love that shit right there, man Rest in peace King Von one time in this motherfucker That's my man Franklin on guitar right there Turn away, don't turn away from me I got enough on my plate, I got enough on my plate, don't turn away On them drums, my man Trey on the drums On these keys, ManMan on the keys That is C3 over there I am DJ Reese That is The Voice We are OTF Apple Music Live, let's go Please don't turn away from me I got enough on my plate, can you turn away? Can you turn away? (Let's catch this vibe right here) Became the voice of the streets and my people ain't believe in me (Sing to 'em) I'm supportive of the streets and my people ain't believe in me (We gon' sing to the trenches right here) Don't turn away, don't turn away from me (C'mon, c'mon) I got enough on my plate, I got enough on my plate, don't turn away (Talk to 'em, Durk, c'mon) Became the voice of the streets and my people ain't believe in me I'm supportive of the streets and my people ain't believe in me Thank y'all, I'm appreciative of y'all comin' out in this motherfucker, OTF Make some noise for Durk one more time Man, you know what? I'm the DJ, I'm feelin'— I, I, Durk, I wanna do some more, let's do some more, can we do some—