I'm From 63rd

First of all I don't know no stripper bitch from Kankakee And that nigga in that video, he can't be me Lil Durk, why you send this fuckin' little boy to play with me? Why you ain't do that shit yourself if you got some say to me? They tryin' to tell me don't say nothin', but I just can't keep quiet Okay, now I get violent Nigga play with me, somebody dyin' Gang, gang, gang, my niggas start a riot, lot of bullets flyin' All these motherfuckin' crazy stories, fuck it, let me try it I met this stripper bitch, she from Minnesota While I was bendin' her over Nigga kicked the door I grabbed the Glock, shot him in his shoulder The other nigga tried to get closer, hit him in the head, it was over All you see was brains on the wall, brains on the sofa You should've seen that shit It was brains everywhere, you wouldn't believe that shit Even made these kids watch, they had to see that shit See how none of that shit was true but y'all believe that shit They might sell that shit to y'all but won't sell me that shit You a sacrifice, he sent you to get bodied Basically, he just signed you over to the Illuminati Now a nigga dead body, pow, now a nigga dead by me (Damn, that's crazy, that was where I say it blew) Anyways, I didn't trap but I was in the trap, on Tooka grave You was one of them niggas that I would smack Now you one of them niggas that I would clap Then again I think like he is one of them niggas that lie in all his raps Boy, you fuckin' up my clientele, ayy Go and get you, motherfuckin' boss, you might as well How the fuck you tote your gun? Your pants tight as hell How you run from 12? Shit, he probably fell Ayy, what's that motherfuckin' word, bitch? Ayy, dissin' on the gang, you go some nerves, bitch Ayy, are you from the O', lil' ho? Well, give me brain like a nerd bitch She got super mad when I said I'm from 63rd, bitch