Bloody Surgery

[Intro: Duvy]
Yeah, yeah
Southside shit (Yo, Smallz)
Free all my niggas, R.I.P. all my niggas
I wish you was here
Hmm, mmm

[Chorus: Duvy]
Did all this good and got more stressed
You wanted the most, wanna give me less
I was caught up in my thoughts, I said, "I love you," through the texts
You be pressed about some lil' shit, not big shit, all of this a mess
They take your top if I request
We from that ghetto, we from the Grassways, but we blessed
And we ain't had no fashion, now it's the best
'Member I got a vibe, should've ran with it, told myself, "I should've left"

[Verse 1: Duvy]
Gotta undеrstand, money don't buy no real love
Nigga got shot at at thе party, he was feelin' too untouched
You ever go back to back missions and you miss? It's rough
Next day, back on route, now the block ain't know how I felt
Always on my side when we in traffic, I don't use no pouch
I done lost some money for money, tryna make a way out
We done hit the big dogs sellin' drugs, it felt like a drought
My bro got hits on hits, it started with a phone, all it took was a scout
Had to stack different pills, seein' what this life about
Me and Guwee was sleepin' in ATL, 250K cash in hotel
They wished me the worst when I wished them well
Put my all in these verses, yeah, can't you tell?
This life'll never stop, I know
People strugglin', I know
Double-cross they partners, yeah, I know
If I tell you one thing, I'ma tell you, "Don't bring nobody home"
It be the worse when you can't sleep, you gotta sleep with extra poles

[Chorus: Duvy & Mar Guwop]
Did all this good and got more stressed
You wanted the most, wanna give me less
I was caught up in my thoughts, I said, "I love you," through the texts
You be pressed about some lil' shit, not big shit, all of this a mess
They take your top if I request
We from that ghetto, we from the Grassways, but we blessed
And we ain't had no fashion, now it's the best
'Member I got a vibe, should've ran with it, told myself, "I should've left"

[Verse 2: Mar Guwop]
Lost my twin, that shit there hurt, a nigga stressed
I was dead broke, look for a surgery, depressed
When you say, "No," they at your neck
But they don't understand, for a nigga, that's the best (Uh)
Money don't buy love, but it did thugs
Loyalty, can't buy none when she can buy some
Tired of her problems when she can't fix 'em
Now she with an old head tryna get her rent up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Duvy, that's my mud brother
Fiend for fiend, he squeeze, I squeeze (Boom, boom)
I know he won't fold on me
Caught up in my thoughts, I ain't mean what i said
She said it's my fault, the way she act like this

[Chorus: Duvy]
Did all this good and got more stressed
You wanted the most, wanna give me less
I was caught up in my thoughts, I said, "I love you," through the texts
You be pressed about some lil' shit, not big shit, all of this a mess
They take your top if I request
We from that ghetto, we from the Grassways, but we blessed
And we ain't had no fashion, now it's the best
'Member I got a vibe, should've ran with it, told myself, "I should've left"