Rumors

[Intro]
Life worth more than money
But the type of money I’m playin' with will buy your life
Loyalty over everything (For real tho)
Long live all my niggas

[Chorus]
You ain’t never told me I was doin' good
In apartments we trappin', ain't had no silver spoon
Never clean the spot, only broom was a .30
Had headaches and the only pill I'm poppin was perkies
Why them niggas tryna learn me (Why?)
All my close friends tryna hearse me
And them Paul Barris is your brodies
Why I play the streets and they say “Duvy got the city”

[Verse]
Are you proud of my ways?
Bitch I know I changed, made a mess with the K (Fye)
Fuck them rumours, niggas planned to put me with their homies
Hate how we hop out stolies, lil' niggas taking rollies
And we still smoke YB, and gas right out of BC
Why-S dumbass 6 feet, and that boy in the ditch, he stanky
Swerve, niggas dying for codeine
28 grams straight from the East, superstar Houdini
Got so many packs I ain't even gon' mention it
Bitch I can suit up and pop it out right now
Bro fucked the drop up, he would have been man down
Camera roll, he got hit in the tunnel and his pants down
Bloodnem pull up to your grandma house
Hold up, don't do that dumbass shit again, little boy
Left the club and we left in a shootout (Shooters)
Stand on business, only thing that we 'bout
They took my bro BK for some bodies and some AMs
For him I never stop prayin'
And we ain’t goin' back to the basics
I thought the bitch gon’ come back, socially left me waitin’

[Chorus]
You ain’t never told me I was doin' good
In apartments we trappin', ain't had no silver spoon
Never clean the spot, only broom was a .30
Had headaches and the only pill I'm poppin was perkies
Why them niggas tryna learn me (Why?)
All my close friends tryna hearse me (Want me dead)
And them Paul Barris is your brodies
Why I play the streets and they say “Duvy got the city”

[Outro]
You know you live or die
We all gon' die anyways