Lyrics Belt2Ass – Lil Durk
I don’t wanna be another rockstar
People tellin’ me that I am
I’m just a rockstar from the trenches
I’m just a rockstar from the trenches
I’m just a rockstar from the trenches
I’m just a rockstar from the trenches
Ain’t see my momma sad in a minute
I gave her everything, you can’t trick her
I told my daughters to watch out for n**gas
I’m at a jet airport with a killer
Too much drank, I done threw up out the window
I was smart, I wasn’t movin’ with n**gas
That wasn’t me, you confused me with n**gas
Goin’ broke, I can’t imagine it
F**k it off, I hold the line of sacks
Dominos, that’s a hater effect
IC recorded, caught me drinkin’ the Act’
Charge the ‘Rari, where the battery at
I confess, where the therapy at
Lost so many n**gas, feel like a test
Made my daughter mad, I get her Bugatti
Ain’t no vaccines, give me a six
Ain’t got time to really lay with a b**ch
I be on her when she layin’ on my dick
Half of you n**gas my only regret
Gotta read up what they put on the net
Answer the phone, they gon’ never forget
Answer the jail calls, yeah
Answer the jail calls, yeah
I can count how many times you helped me up
Plenty times I was on my back, you ain’t help me up
Act like they with me, whole time laughin’ it up
I made it out the trenches, I’m blessed to be up
I can count on my times any time you helped
You showin’ your hand, you gon’ get hit with the belt
I’m tellin’ my friends I’m in hands with wealth
You stand on ten, but same time you left
Public defender, your lawyer for free
Your Mount Rushmore list can’t f**k with me
Tried to go pop style, had to f**k up the streets
Could’ve went to the league, but he f**ked up his knee, yeah
I make it rain wherever I’m goin’, the b**ches gon’ love me when I’m in the buildin’
I be on and off, on and off in a relationship when I’m sippin’
I got a trench b**ch, she so paranoid, she cut her phone off when she sleep
Real n**ga, I’m in rare form, man, ain’t gotta practice whatever I preach
Lamborghini doors raise like ring-around I be paranoid when I’m sleep
You want freedom, and I want peace
F**k her good, she gon’ give you the tea
In the hood, you can’t compare to me
Hypnosis, ain’t sleep in a week
Minnesota, split the weed in a week
You got promoted, you doin’ federal team
I can count on my times any time you helped
You showin’ your hand, you gon’ get hit with the belt
I’m tellin’ my friends I’m in hands with wealth
You stand on ten, but same time you left
I can count on my times any time you helped
You showin’ your hand, you gon’ get hit with the belt
I’m tellin’ my friends I’m in hands with wealth
You stand on ten, but same time you left
I don’t wanna be another rockstar
People tellin’ me that I am…
➤ Written by Lil Durk, RunItUpNick, Indyah, LMC & Yeahthismoh
Album: Almost Healed
Produced by RunItUpNick, Indyah, LMC & Yeahthismoh
Lil Durk | 2023
