Introduce Me - Lil Durk

Drugs got parts, my niggas got parts, life behind bars

Introduce me to the streets

Money got parts, in the kitchen cook it hard, and I’m riding in foreign cars

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Let’s get it!

I first caught my case when I was 17

Free Rio, they trying to give him 17

Money, drugs got me introduced to everything

Got me signed to the streets with no wedding ring

Just cocaina, get wet up, Aquafina

Auto-tune, I’m a singer, I’m in that jam no singer

They see we got a leader

These niggas trying to linger

I caught a case and beat it, Ike and Tina

Never thought I’d make it out the 'hood

.40 .40 on my waist deep, no Meagan Good

What I explain ain’t got to be understood

Money and my squad got me out the 'hood

Drugs got parts, my niggas got parts, life behind bars

Introduce me to the streets

Money got parts, in the kitchen cook it hard, and I’m riding in foreign cars

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Grew up off Link and low-income

Savage in the streets, ain’t no 'ho in them

I be sipping lean until my face is numb

I’m thumbing through a check until my fingers numb

Streets a motherfucker, can’t trust a motherfucker

Niggas be super-bitches, can’t spare a crumb for you

Why keep that drug money?

Why keep that plug, homie?

I’m going broke, just pull that plug on me

Life behind bars ain’t the same no more

Niggas ain’t your niggas, ain’t the same no more

Change for $ 100 ain’t no money no more

Niggas ain’t starving, they ain’t hungry no more

Drugs got parts, my niggas got parts, life behind bars

Introduce me to the streets

Money got parts, in the kitchen cook it hard, and I’m riding in foreign cars

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Introduce me to the streets

Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)