Released on June 3, 2024

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[Intro]

Life worth more than money

But the type of money I’m playin' with'll buy your life

Loyalty over everything (For real though)

(Oh my god, Sammy)

Long live all my niggas


[Chorus]

You ain't never told me I was doin' good (Doin' good)

In apartments, we trappin', ain't had no silver spoon (Silver spoon)

Never cleaned the spot, only broom was a .30 (.30)

Had headaches and the only pill I'm poppin' was Perkies

Why them niggas tryna learn me? (Why?)

Why my close friends tryna hearse me?

And them pallbearers is your brodies

Why I play the streets and they say, "Duvy got the city?"


[Verse]

Are you proud of my ways?

Bitch, I know I changed

Made a mess with the K (Fire)

Fuck them rumours, niggas planned to put me with their homies (They bloodas)

Hate how we hop out stolies (Yeah)

Lil' niggas taking Rollies (Yeah)

And we still smoke YB

And gas right out of B.C

Why-S dumbass 6 feet

And that boy in the ditch, he stinky

Swerve, niggas dying for codeine

Twenty-eight grams straight from the East

Superstar Houdini

Got so many packs, I ain't even gon' mention it

Bitch, I can suit up and pop out, yeah, right now

Bro fucked the drop up, he would have been man down

Camera roll, he got hit in the tunnel and his pants down

Bloodnem pull up to your grandma house

Hold up, don't do that dumbass shit again, lil' boy

Left the club and we ran into shootouts (Shootouts)

Stand on business, only thing that we 'bout

They took my twin BK for some bodies and some AMs

For him, I never stop prayin'

And we ain't goin' back to the basics

I thought the bitch gon' come back soon, silly, she left me waitin'


[Chorus]

You ain't never told me I was doin' good (Doin' good)

In apartments, we trappin', ain't had no silver spoon (Silver spoon)

Never cleaned the spot, only broom was a .30 (.30)

Had headaches and the only pill I'm poppin' was Perkies

Why them niggas tryna learn me? (Why?)

Why my close friends tryna hearse me? (Want me dead)

And them pallbearers is your brodies

Why I play the streets and they say, "Duvy got the city?"


[Outro]

You know you live or die

We all gon' die anyways

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

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