Opportunist Lyrics by Lil Durk
(Now it’s not magic, but it looks magical)
(DJ Bandz)
Lean filled up to the jug, it’s soggin’ up my cup
When you rich and havin’ paper, you be saucin’ up these sluts
I’m Smurk, charge five hundred, I’m droppin’ my deluxe
I was posted on the Pound, I’m a nephew to a cluck
See, dude ain’t really a factor, he came through in the clutch
‘Cause the opps ain’t really post him, foenem did it just because
Shorty wanna slide today, but they don’t be feelin’ all the love
Feel like they gon’ do the time by theyself and rot
I’m tellin’ brodie a thousand times who with us and who not
When you around, don’t touch your phone, you like to FaceTime all the opps
When they die, you try to claim ’em to get a name, that shit be hot
The last time this war was this big was B.I.G. and Pac
Flowin’ all these drugs through my system, I missed ’em
Postin’ all his lo’s on his finsta, I missed ’em
I don’t take back nothin’ when I say it, when I dissed him
Even though he dead, I read our thread ’cause I miss him
I been takin’ shots of Hi-Tech, I don’t want no Percocets
Ten niggas on one pound, how you gon’ work with that?
I’ll do anything in this whole world to get my circle back
Bulletproof the Brabus, them Forgiatos, I’m the first with that
For show, you doin’ it for the internet
For show, if you did it, where you hit him at?
For show, if you real, where all your niggas at?
For show, day ones for day ones
Look, look, look, look, look, look, look
Check this out, I want everybody on this planet right here
For real, for real, if you get somethin’ from me, if you get motherfuck—
Listen, I’ll send the guys money ’cause I want to
I motherfuckin’ give the guys money ’cause I want to
So if you ask me to do somethin’ for you and I do it
Please don’t think it’s a finesse, don’t think you finessin’ DThang, please don’t
Yeah, play your role, sad to say we losin’, bro, I hate the score
Him, him, him, him in the car, my Fantastic Four
Thang was on my mind right at that time, I wasn’t takin’ shows
All that killer shit you niggas be talkin’, you know it’s time to show
Uh, yeah, time to show
Killer asked for a bonus for what he did, I knew it was time to go
Too old, ’24, I know this time scary
I know a pussy chasin’ a rat, I call ’em Tom and Jerry
Tryna feel better off these pills, I took an elderberry
Niggas duckin’ them jail calls, that shit unnecessary
For show, you doin’ it for the internet
For show, if you did it, where you hit him at?
For show, if you real, where all your niggas at?
For show, day ones for day ones
