[Intro]
Oh, it's Duvy
Ooh-ooh-ooh, 17!
Take a minute, and keep on listening
You could hear it in my voice that I ain't playing
I'ma bring the pain out this shit
If you flinch, I let it—
(Young Kairo)
[Chorus]
Uh, take a minute, and keep on listening
You could hear it in my voice that I ain't playing
I'ma bring the pain out this shit
If you flinch, I let it rain in this bitch
Like shawty, man, what you sayin'?
You know a younging ain't got time for the fake shit
Just tryna focus on my grind, wanna be mad rich
Rap shit, still gon' get it from just trappin'
[Verse 1]
Every dollar, make it flip, mhm
You play-play, I let it hit
Me and JS built for this shit
Gotta what it is, broski just chill, I get it in
Shoutout my bros, like what you sayin'?
Y'all the reason, man, this track is in the makin'
Livest younging, any word could get a break quick
Ain't with that acting, what it do, be on the Jane shit
Broski just chill, I get it in
You know how we came up, the game is rigged
So I ain't even stressin' 'bout shit
We'll cut off a bitch with the bros, fuck a nigga
I say they fifty, niggas iffy
If I wasn't rappin', would you fuck with me?
That's why I'm humble, all this love just be so fake, B
One day they with you, next day, it's like they miskeen
Oh, it's Duvy
Ooh-ooh-ooh, 17!
Take a minute, and keep on listening
You could hear it in my voice that I ain't playing
I'ma bring the pain out this shit
If you flinch, I let it—
(Young Kairo)
[Chorus]
Uh, take a minute, and keep on listening
You could hear it in my voice that I ain't playing
I'ma bring the pain out this shit
If you flinch, I let it rain in this bitch
Like shawty, man, what you sayin'?
You know a younging ain't got time for the fake shit
Just tryna focus on my grind, wanna be mad rich
Rap shit, still gon' get it from just trappin'
[Verse 1]
Every dollar, make it flip, mhm
You play-play, I let it hit
Me and JS built for this shit
Gotta what it is, broski just chill, I get it in
Shoutout my bros, like what you sayin'?
Y'all the reason, man, this track is in the makin'
Livest younging, any word could get a break quick
Ain't with that acting, what it do, be on the Jane shit
Broski just chill, I get it in
You know how we came up, the game is rigged
So I ain't even stressin' 'bout shit
We'll cut off a bitch with the bros, fuck a nigga
I say they fifty, niggas iffy
If I wasn't rappin', would you fuck with me?
That's why I'm humble, all this love just be so fake, B
One day they with you, next day, it's like they miskeen
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