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DUVY | SOUTHWAY (Official Music Video) Shot by @julezleo
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Duvy
Duvy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Duvy
Duvy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ProdByCr
ProdByCr
Producer

Lyrics

This shit off the top man Like every other track, yeah, yeah yeah, huh Young D-boy We making money We coming where you stay My brodie just freed Back in the drug game Make money, could catch us in your state I'm cold heart savage Your nigga I ain't having it All on the block in the finest shit Them youngin's they crazy Can't manage 'em Don't start it if you can't handle it And we them youngin's Who made shooting a habit Yeah Southway Wrap that boy up We love gunplay Posted, we posted by front gate About seventeen straps on front page Niggas they bitch call 911 One shot gon' send 'em to heaven for real Stuck on my mind wake up to kill Was hungry and needed a meal And you wasn't there this is real life Can't trust nobody Told me 100 lies We live onna Jane my lil brodie Can't think right Dived in real deep I couldn't sit tight He lucky, he woulda been died Off 2 percs swear I have frog eyes He gon' get used to them news articles, mhm Yeah Southside We ain't gon' sleep till the opps die I seen lotta pain in my dawg's eyes We go through some pain But we all ride Yeah this is the street life Yeah momma can't think right Whole lotta funerals Not lotta graduations for real Uh you know where your bitch at Come find her My dumbass gon' shoot if they switch sides Swear to God they gimme bitch vibes Nah for real had to get it Pots dope I'mma just cool In the kitchen Fat ass lil hoe She be doing the dishes Young D-boy We making money We coming where you stay My brodie just freed Back in the drug game Make money, could catch us in your state I'm cold heart savage Your nigga I ain't having it All on the block in the finest shit Them youngin's they crazy Can't manage 'em Don't start it if you can't handle it And we them youngin's Who made shooting a habit Yeah Southway Wrap that boy up We love gunplay Posted, we posted by front gate About seventeen straps on front page Niggas they bitch call 911 One shot gon' send 'em to heaven for real Stuck on my mind wake up to kill Was hungry and needed a meal
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