Only The Family – In A Hole Lyrics

In A Hole Lyrics by Only The Family ft Lil Durk

[Intro]
Dun De-e-e-e-al

[Hook/Chorus – Lil Durk]
I talked to (?), he in a hole
I can’t let you hold no money, you in a hole
I love my brothers, I don’t love no ho
And all the bitch ways that shit gon’ show
Got some savages they on the call
Got my coo-coo gang they on the call
My brother and them they all on goal
I’m just tryna let them know

[Verse 1 – Lil Durk]
Run up on ya block, you ain’t did s–t
Shot your homie, you ain’t did s–t yet
F–k with me, they gon’ kill s–t
Call on my phone ain’t get through yet
Dope (?) sold in the projects
Want twenty-four (?) for the Hi-Tech
Headshot, that n—a ain’t die yet
Couple hundred thou’ in the mansion
Police coming gotta flush it
It (?) six I gotta touch it
B—–s ask me for a purse
Bagging b—–s they the worstest
I was taught up on the come up
Police coming put the gun up
Hoping n—-s never run up
Police too too hot
I was out taking risks
L1 steak with some crispies
Pillow talking to the b—–s
That’ll get you shot
I was grabbing Baskin
‘Cause these b—–s too hot
Deny a n—a today
B—h, no tomorrow
Skeleton Audemars
Focusing, honor roll
Millionaire when I was twenty
I can go and buy the mall
N—-s acting too fishy for me
Percocet when it hit the stomach
N—-s say that they getting (?)
N—-s know that we getting money
Looking for war, we ain’t running from it
When we get bored we count hunnid, hunnids
We hit the floor when the police coming
Swallow drugs in my tummy, tummy
You ain’t got a job, tell me, tell me
Durk in your b—h, I’m so enormous
Walked through, ’cause this and that
Ain’t even gotta do a performance

[Hook/Chorus – Lil Durk]
I talked to (?), he in a hole
I can’t let you hold no money, you in a hole
I love my brothers, I don’t love no ho
And all the b—h ways that s–t gon’ show
Got some savages they on the call
Got my coo-coo gang they on the call
My brother and them they all on goal
I’m just tryna let them know

[Verse 2 – Lil Durk]
Cold a-s shots, he dead, 30 Glock, FN
Why you play with the dead, overdose on the meds
You too close to the feds, don’t play with my kids
Take me instead, n—-s going out sad
Can’t go outside, hang out that ride
If I’ma go to jail, my n—-s gon’ ride
Not gay but got pride, raise it, c–k it, and blast
If your man died, don’t be surprised
For you I’d take a bullet, boy
In the A on the boulevard
For you, I’d take the charge
Trust you, let down my guard
Back then my car ain’t start
Now my car push to start
We can’t go broke no more
We selling fentanyl
That Wraith kiss the stars
That lil’ b—h p—-d me off
Shout out them burglar boys
They coming to get it all
That dope like black cars
He tough, he act hard
That weed is backyard
He a finesser
You do not ride with no pistol
Opposition tryna get you
B—h, I’m a dog like a shih tzu
Run up a check to go get (?)
One of my n—-s smoke crystals
And I’m thinking he official
Drugs tearing up his tissues
Why you taking those chemicals
My son and my daughter (?) in the coupe
The forty the nine Glock identical
All of my diamonds, they water, they swimming pool
You stole my swag, it’s like I invented you
Christian Dior, Christian Loub, Chanel tennis shoes
You feet could hide no bones in ’em, you can’t fit my shoes
Been through a lot as a young n—a, you can’t fix my screws
Even though you pick and chose, b—h you pick to lose
My brothers over you, b—h ain’t no s–t confused
Turn up

[Hook/Chorus – Lil Durk]
I talked to (?), he in a hole
I can’t let you hold no money, you in a hole
I love my brothers, I don’t love no ho
And all the b—h ways that s–t gon’ show
Got some savages they on the call
Got my coo-coo gang they on the call
My brother and them they all on goal
I’m just tryna let them know