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๐Ÿ‘ค Duvy โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ How Did I End Up Here โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:23
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โฑ๏ธ 3:23 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

When you park the foreign in the lot
That shit feel different
When you from the bottom playing
With racks, that shit feel different

Had a revolver, now its Glock and
That shit shoot different
When you losing niggas you with
Everyday, it hit different

I'm from the trenches, niggas die
Young
And you can't tell me not to live it, I
Was there

Police run down, saying, "Hands up"
But I ain't gon' stop, I got my pipe
And that bitch here

Head hurt on hard days, that shit
Don't last long
In these streets no wasting time no days off
I've been serving that pack like a waiter

They quick to leave and run right
Back, ain't finna play with y'all
I bet my brother, he bust your head
Trigger finger retarded (for real)

That that dumb way from bro, he ain't
Missing the target (for real)
Promise we handled the broken
Apartments

My heart on fire like how did it started
That nigha said you was real told on

A nigga, you both fake
It was vacant houses now it vacays
It was fast cars with baby Ks

And when we ride bet he gon' catch a fade (ye ye)
If we ain't making money, bet we tryna take a face

How you say I'm trippin'? Dior sandals, it got no laces

Fuck, I can't ball when my brothers give me headaches
Ball like Trae Young, too many die young

When you park the foreign in the lot, that shit feel different
When you from the bottom playing with racks, that shit feel different

Had a revolver, now it's Glock and that shit shoot different

When you losing niggas you with everyday, it hit different
I'm from the trenches, niggas die young

And you can't tell me not to live it, I was there
Police run down, saying, "Hands up"
But I ain't gon' stop, I got my pipe, and that bitch here

Block baby turned to star
Prolly blow twenty in the mall
I had it hard

'Cause I'm a blood, you think these Louboutins?

Rocking Balenciaga runners with some Marni
Out here I'm gambling with my life and you ain't call me

Brodie got all type of purple stuff, sellin'
Barney

I'm on the TV now, would I ever meet Zendaya?
I was wearing Playboy, so she think that I'm a player

My life be a roller coaster, spinning yo' spot
Just like a mafia
I'ma turn the bros to bosses, gotta move cautious (No Bapp)

Don't pick me if I am a option
Pick and choose, picking your partner
Diamond chain, he used to have rosary

Young nigga prezzy plain, she know this is not cheap
She said "Boy, you cocky"
She know nigga not me

Rock CCs off Roxies
Ain't no butler, But I was frontline with the heat
Nigga like me, I'll never leave it
Keep the stick like maple leafs

For real though
Southside, Southside Shit
Long live all my niggas, R.I.P. all my niggas
Yeah

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:23.85] When you park the foreign in the lot
[00:25.96] That shit feel different
[00:27.16] When you from the bottom playing
[00:27.98] With racks, that shit feel different
[00:29.72] Had a revolver, now its Glock and
[00:31.52] That shit shoot different
[00:33.04] When you losing niggas you with
[00:33.69] Everyday, it hit different
[00:34.83] I'm from the trenches, niggas die
[00:37.21] Young
[00:38.42] And you can't tell me not to live it, I
[00:41.04] Was there
[00:41.68] Police run down, saying, "Hands up"
[00:44.68] But I ain't gon' stop, I got my pipe
[00:45.26] And that bitch here
[00:47.39] Head hurt on hard days, that shit
[00:48.83] Don't last long
[00:50.07] In these streets no wasting time no days off
[00:52.77] I've been serving that pack like a waiter
[00:56.25] They quick to leave and run right
[00:57.74] Back, ain't finna play with y'all
[00:58.85] I bet my brother, he bust your head
[01:00.45] Trigger finger retarded (for real)
[01:02.40] That that dumb way from bro, he ain't
[01:04.17] Missing the target (for real)
[01:04.77] Promise we handled the broken
[01:06.21] Apartments
[01:07.19] My heart on fire like how did it started
[01:10.95] That nigha said you was real told on
[01:11.81] A nigga, you both fake
[01:13.34] It was vacant houses now it vacays
[01:15.12] It was fast cars with baby Ks
[01:19.37] And when we ride bet he gon' catch a fade (ye ye)
[01:22.29] If we ain't making money, bet we tryna take a face
[01:24.90] How you say I'm trippin'? Dior sandals, it got no laces
[01:27.60] Fuck, I can't ball when my brothers give me headaches
[01:30.53] Ball like Trae Young, too many die young
[01:33.24] When you park the foreign in the lot, that shit feel different
[01:36.78] When you from the bottom playing with racks, that shit feel different
[01:39.16] Had a revolver, now it's Glock and that shit shoot different
[01:42.15] When you losing niggas you with everyday, it hit different
[01:45.00] I'm from the trenches, niggas die young
[01:47.49] And you can't tell me not to live it, I was there
[01:51.02] Police run down, saying, "Hands up"
[01:53.98] But I ain't gon' stop, I got my pipe, and that bitch here
[02:00.16] Block baby turned to star
[02:01.02] Prolly blow twenty in the mall
[02:06.02] I had it hard
[02:07.02] 'Cause I'm a blood, you think these Louboutins?
[02:10.10] Rocking Balenciaga runners with some Marni
[02:12.77] Out here I'm gambling with my life and you ain't call me
[02:15.36] Brodie got all type of purple stuff, sellin'
[02:17.84] Barney
[02:18.32] I'm on the TV now, would I ever meet Zendaya?
[02:21.05] I was wearing Playboy, so she think that I'm a player
[02:23.91] My life be a roller coaster, spinning yo' spot
[02:26.28] Just like a mafia
[02:27.46] I'ma turn the bros to bosses, gotta move cautious (No Bapp)
[02:31.59] Don't pick me if I am a option
[02:33.94] Pick and choose, picking your partner
[02:37.48] Diamond chain, he used to have rosary
[02:39.52] Young nigga prezzy plain, she know this is not cheap
[02:43.95] She said "Boy, you cocky"
[02:45.47] She know nigga not me
[02:46.21] Rock CCs off Roxies
[02:48.06] Ain't no butler, But I was frontline with the heat
[02:51.06] Nigga like me, I'll never leave it
[02:51.83] Keep the stick like maple leafs
[02:56.68] For real though
[02:58.35] Southside, Southside Shit
[03:02.30] Long live all my niggas, R.I.P. all my niggas
[03:04.83] Yeah
[03:11.74]

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