LYRICS: Gucci Mane ft Lil Durk – Rumors

Intro]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!
DJ Meech, lil’ bitch

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Them niggas get on y’all ass, y’all play with me like I ain’t worse
Tryna gossip up the blogs like y’all ain’t mentioned my title first
He a junkie, he ain’t shot his gun but, he blame Percs
Shot a video and had a shootout in the identical shirt
What you understand about coming out and attempting to hit they face first?
They like Smurk, “Your ass be tripping, higher put your case first”
Choking who? I heard them rumors, niggas higher play sluggish
I don’t need no niggas who you catch, I need the one I paid for
We on his ass, he within the A, you see how lengthy they keep for
Ain’t no resort room, we pop exterior the Hyatt with dracos
Hellcats, they get off any scene, the police chase these
Trolling ass, we shot your homie, we ain’t know he can take these
If I say your title, don’t put up it, opps be on all form of shit
Ain’t received time to observe your web page to see if niggas died or shit
I do know bitches set you up, actually, niggas dying to hit
On this trade, ain’t what it appear, this shit be counterfeit
Ain’t no missing, she say I’m a nigga from the trenches with a accent
Why you asking me who shot your homie, why you asking?
You bought my quantity, you put up shit on the ‘Gram, you transferring backwards
You fortunate I don’t be doing shit for the ‘Gram, you niggas cowards

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Gucci Mane]
Higher not consider no rumors, relaxation in peace to Koopa
I jumped on the college bus, and I had brung a Ruger
At all times drank an eighth of Act’, I by no means drunk a cooler
They get your location, they may pop exterior in Ubers
When his goofy ass jumped within the streets? His ass a hooper
I do know this shit don’t matter, I took a bathe with a cougar
Carry him out retirement, he gon’ kill you for that mula
Catch him within the morning, wake him up, that boy a rooster (Go)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
He took it to trial, I attempted to inform him it was silly (I knew it)
They gave him a lot time, his knees received weak and he was woozy (Rattling)
Watch the shit you say, the feds be listening to the music (Woah)
And so they gon’ take your lyrics and construct a case and attempt to use it
D.A. dropped my homicide, didn’t have proof to show it (Nah)
I feel my home is haunted, yeah, by who? The ghost of Pookie (Woah)
He ain’t killed no one however maintain rapping in regards to the shootings (Pussy)
Nonetheless ain’t received revenge but however maintain making up excuses (Wow)
Cuz accomplished drank a lot lean that his intestine received massive as Gucci’s (Lean)
Stop whereas he forward and don’t exit like Whitney Houston (Huh)
He received caught with out it, now they robbing him for his rubies (Woah)
He wouldn’t give it up so he received buried in his cuban (It’s Gucci)

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Higher not consider no rumors, relaxation in peace to Koopa
I jumped on the college bus, and I had brung a Ruger
At all times drank an eighth of Act’, I by no means drunk a cooler
They get your location, they may pop exterior in Ubers
When his goofy ass jumped within the streets? His ass a hooper
I do know this shit don’t matter, I took a bathe with a cougar
Carry him out retirement, he gon’ kill you for that mula
Catch him within the morning, wake him up, that boy a rooster