No Label Freestyle Duvy

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Lot of hate in trenches (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
I played because the trenches (You dig)
Uh-huh, it's Duvy, ah (Grrrt)
(Jmoneyway)

[Chorus]
Seen a lot of niggas hate
There's a lot of hate in trenches
Let the blick talk, you'll be the first one to get it
Man, we ain't giving up
Bro be the first one to stretch 'em
I seen a lot of niggas...

I'm telling you girl, it's time to get in
You see what I'm on? The bands coming in
Before rap, we was runnin' in crib
With four straps, nigga, that's how we live
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Got shooters, so we callin' home
I'm praying, yeah, I make it home
Perkys inside, I'm never alone

Yeah, say you a rider, then let's rob this nigga
Say he got bricks, flexin' a steel
Run up a bag, get turned to a million
Gen fifth, Glock, my nigga, we villians
17 niggas, they ridin' to kill 'em
Slide with seventeen Glocks in just seventeen minutes
Got one, toppin' off in broken buildings
Out, they tellin', we catch 'em, we tying
Paid in full, feelin' like me
And we'll slime a nigga, he about beating us
We feed them youngings with sticks