How It Is Duvy (Ft. LB Spiffy & Mar Guwop)

[Intro: Duvy]
Frank Joseph
It's Duvy

[Chorus: Duvy]
Right or wrong I'ma ride for my clique
Know me I'ma grind for that shit
Young nigga grip nice with them niggas who ride when it's lit
Back then they ain't fuck with the kid
I feel the fake love when it hits
On some Err shit, fuck niggas, I'ma just live how it is

[Verse 1: Duvy]
I'ma just get how it is
Get thoughts about death is near
Ain't no love shit, hmm-hmm, if you live how I live you'll tear
Keep Miami Heat out here
Ain't no rule shit, hmm-hmm
They been knew it's unfair
Man, fuck we do this
And it's so dangerous
Them broke up buildings where we chilling
There ain't no blaming us
Them crooked coppеrs do the dealings
Whole mind sеt different
Can't explain how I been feeling
My head straight hot, like fuck all of these feelings
Need a bitch who gon' ride, and moving 15 when we in it
Stay down till a nigga winning, the type of feeling I been feeling
Free gang out detention, I'm with them niggas you be fearing
And I'm straight in it, 4 miles niggas I'ma get it
Hmm-hm, type of feeling I been feeling
Hmm-hm, is it you shawty I been feeling
Hmm-hm, can't be up in my feelings
Hmm-hm, man fuck all of these feelings