Don't Understand Me
Lil Durk Lyrics


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Signed to the streets
Nigga I'm signed to this money
Signed to my block
Real nigga shit man only real nigga could
Relate to this type shit right now
Free da guys free my real niggas

That street shit was getting hectic and
Them gun shots was getting reckless
Rome introduced me to hector and
I left my kinect naked
Fo'nem behind four walls, I'll
Never forget about y'all
Always pick up them calls
Scream free the guys on my blogs
Send money off to them books even
If I gotta sell hooks
Or go low on my features that
10 bands come in handy
So y'all gotta understand me
Ain't giving passes like manning ain't
Giving passes like manning
Bullet burn through his skin like a tanning
So this is for my loyal niggas
No fuckery just loyal niggas
So this is for my jail niggas get
Caught in that jam ain't tell niggas

My vision ain't the same vision my
Livings ain't the same living
See what you know bout being missing
Spending plenty weeks in them kitchens
Spending plenty weeks in them trenches
Where shit get real, real fast
Where you get killed fast without
A plan you won't last
See life you only get one
Your dad took your ass done
So live it up don't mess it up and give it up
See I lucked up don't give a fuck I'm too up
My crew up and y'all is burnt up
Shooters shoot to kill niggas
Goofies kill for names
Real hittas hit to hit
Fake niggas them niggas ain't got no aim

I do this for my family
They don't understand me
No new niggas round me
They don't understand me
I do this for my crew I do this
Shit for you they don't understand me
They don't understand me
They don't understand me
They don't understand me




They don't understand me
They don't understand me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lil Durk's song "Don't Understand Me" express the frustration and pain of judgment and misunderstanding from others. Durk expresses how others try to judge him and do not know the real him. He pleads with people not to judge him, even though they may hate him. Durk believes that loyalty is important in the streets, and he has stayed true to his loyalty even when he has lost friends and loved ones. The lyrics showcase Durk's vulnerability and show he has a soft side amidst his tough image. He is not perfect, but he remains loyal to his friends, and this is how he wants to be understood.


The song is also about Durk's experiences growing up in the streets, poverty, and the loss of people close to him; his aunt who passed away from cancer. Though he has seen many deaths, he remains emotionally distant, which is a trait of many people living in the hood. The song's production is moody, which complements the lyrics' tone, and the instrumentation is minimalistic, highlighting Durk's emotive delivery.


Line by Line Meaning

They be tryna judge me
People are always trying to judge me


I thought that they loved me
I used to think people loved me despite their judgment


But they don't really know me
They don't truly understand who I am and what I've been through


Please don't judge me (don't judge), don't judge me (don't judge)
I'm asking people to refrain from judging me


They don't know my story
People don't understand my history and the struggles I've faced


Tell me why they hate me
I don't understand why people have started to hate me


Loyalty was the key to these street niggas (let's get it)
Being loyal is important to people who live on the streets


Chains, cars, cribs, since a kid I used to think I was Meech nigga
Gaudy items like chains, cars, and cribs made me feel important as a kid


Starving, crib full of family I can't sleep without balling
Even though we were struggling with poverty, I couldn't stop chasing success


So I watch D Rose play often
Watching Derrick Rose play basketball is an escape from my struggles


Aunty died from cancer so I rap to keep the laughs
I cope with the loss of my aunt through rapping


I'd rather pray when I'm alone than steady giving shit to pastors
I prefer to pray alone instead of giving money to pastors


Steady gone since I was a pamp, we get out when I'm a pamp
I've been caught up in street life since I was young and hope to get out of it soon


Old and a dead man, hands still on the hammer
Even when I'm old or dead, I'll still hold onto the gun


Niggas talking 'bout they my mans and we friends
People often claim to be my friends, but they're not true friends


Where you was you at when that man with that lanz offered me ten?
No one came to my aid when I was threatened with violence


Shackled up, with the niggas that we hit with the fan
I'm in jail with the same people I committed crimes with


Eating shit that we gathered in blan
We have to eat whatever we can, even if it's not good for us


President still black, I hope he change shit
I hope the black President can help make positive changes in society


Niggas out here fifty, doing the same shit
Older men are still caught up in the same street life as before


When he say he got my back it rain pit
When someone claims to have my back, it often leads to trouble


Don't judge me, I know the streets love me (yeah, talk to 'em)
I'm asking people to avoid judging me because I know the people on the streets support me


Dope dealers, cold killers, they want niggas told nigga
Drug dealers and violent people want others to snitch on each other


Half them killers told on 'em, had my chopper and road with 'em
Many violent people snitch on each other, even though we were once friends


My mouth close though, I can't snitch on a nigga
I refuse to snitch on people even if it means I'll face consequences


Pillow talking to ops and hoes, bitch of a nigga
People who gossip to the police and others are not trustworthy


Summer nights, all them drugs made me kill shit
Drugs fueled my violent behavior during summertime


I lost so many niggas if they down I ain't feel shit
I've lost so many friends that it doesn't phase me anymore


Been on IG with my nigga, the feel rent
I get nostalgic when I see pictures on social media with my friends


Them niggas just made me, I kept it real with it and they ain't loyal though
My friends made me who I am today, but they weren't truly loyal to me


Mind of a psycho twelve posted on light poles
I have the mindset of a madman and my face is posted on wanted posters


Sold crack to the light though, going crazy I might though
I sold drugs in front of streetlights, becoming more and more unstable


RIP who I cry to, hold my hands on my head cause I got to
I don't have anyone to talk to about my grief, so I hold my head and mourn alone


Yeah, I'm loyal nigga
Despite everything, I'm still loyal to the streets




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Sharice Brown

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Probably my favorite Durk song of all time , this shit always take me back 🥹💪🏾🖤

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This shit was ahead of its time. Soul Drill.

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Well you officially coined it bro. I like that term 💯

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McFrisko lol me too lmaooo thats sounds exactly what it is honestly haha clever

Good & Evil

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When this dropped. City was hot asl . Same with cheif keef

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This song changed all our lives one way or another

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