Secrets Duvy

[Intro]
(9's)

[Chorus]
What you really gonna do for me?
Slide, I rather do it on my lonely
Poppin’ bottles, I miss my niggas off them drugs
I see 'em, I send my lil' nigga ’round the way, tryna catch up, meet 'em
Yeah, pipe down, yeah, right now
Niggas talk down about they bro, ain't right
I don't feel lonely, I'm geeking off that Sprite
It get so lonely, first class, Duvy on a flight
Pipe down, right now

[Verse]
I send some shotters, wipe your nose, they do it right
You cross the line, we take your life, shit, that's the price
Got me slanging Glocks in trenches with my brothers, that's the motion
My dawg he do the same for me
Park the foreign, we hop in Honda, stolen, slidin'
Who them young niggas really wildin’?
Left like ten at home, now nigga wanna be my stylist
My brother could turn his back on me, I wouldn’t slime him
'Cause in the Grassways, it get really really dangerous
I ain’t had none, I done ran it up
All these pills, I be seeing demons in my dreams
Can't tell you what I'm seeing
All this killing it get bloody, bloody
You know 'bout lay-low ’cause the feds be on the hunt
You don't know 'bout kick-door when that shit be getting rough
I get scared when I hear sirens, yeah, yeah
Got me clutching on my gun
I done lost my heart up in that dirt, bitch, it's war
My brother he know that I'm the one
(That part, that guy)
Servin' rock up on the stove, pray we make it out
This that, "You can't trust that little hoe, she tryna take you out"