Money Turns To Food Duvy (Ft. NH$ JayJay)

[Intro: Duvy]
RIP all the guys man
It's Duvy
(Harmonics made a hit)
Slatt, 17
Free all them niggas, man
(6 Beats)
You know I'm in the stu' with the gang man (Facts)
You know how it gets, man, Connect City shit
Ouu
That money show you proof

[Chorus: Duvy]
Niggas they see we making moves
I swear man, couple niggas ain't even fuck with a dude
That money show you proof
That money turns to food
We getting to it, thought you knew
I pray every day, I gotta leave the crib with tool
I'm up been busy, yo my opps be looking stupid
Like what you doin'
Calculating profit while them youngins spinning clueless

[Verse 1: Duvy]
Like what you doin' making music
I ain't making music, I speak facts I love to do it
A block caught up nigga, ain't no losing
And I ain't squaring up, ready to play bout them demons
I really beast blood on you niggas
I stays in my lane cuz thеy switchin'
We done came up, Janе strippin'
And yeah I fuck with some niggas who been crippin'
Tell momma about this road
You know a youngin up next to blow
When this stainless clock clack it just gon blow
Been through so much, that made half them froze
Oh, they sent my niggas up the road
Free Loosescrew, shit, bro was on the go
You know he calling me, like lil bro give em more
Times getting hard, but shit I'm ready for my tokes
Might pop a hammer, got them all thinkin' like, "Whoa"
And shit don't play me, you movin' iffy, bust his dome
A little nigga lived and grown
I pop out, three niggas, four-door, call that a score