Double Up
I was 18 when I lost all my friends
I'm 18 now and I'm chasing them M's
I'm 18 now and I'm whipping a Benz
You play wit me now then u won't speak again
I love all my bruvas we fight til' the end
Don't come around now if u wasn't back then
I was down bad nothing in my hand
Just look at my now nigga I'm the man
I say that I love you brodie I ain't bluffing
But then u switched up like it's nothing
Hanging wit the feds like u Mcloving
I had to grind, turn nothing to something
And if you ain't blood Nigga get the fuck
Can't fuck up my belly got juice in my cup
That's you on the news? Can never be us
Can't fuck with a bitch that I know I can't trust
I had to stay down and run it up
Bitches be thotting I don't wanna fuck
It was straight grind, I can't pray for luck
She didn't love me I knew it was lust
Niggas be hating left that inna dust
Straight to the green, the cheese is a must
I pray for my sins I try not to cuss
But it's a cold world shawdy double up
Just leave me alone
When I was rapping u won't hear a song
Throw they ass back nigga ping pong
Now I'm the king nigga King Kong
My bruvas they floating they high off the bong
I swear that you can't feel my pain
Goin' crazy man it's hard to explain
Goin' crazy man I'm losing my brain
I'm balling hard like I'm Lonnie Lesane
Niggas be swerving stay up in yo lane
I'll never lose it all for the fame
Stayed down and I learned to maintain
Cuz if I didn't I might go insane
Or lose it all to the game
I would have no one to blame
I can never lose it all, pop a pill Tylenol
Walk down gang brodie problem solved
Niggas be decking it, ugh, John wall
I had no service did you get my call
I just hit a lick, took it all
Janky ass niggas don't care what it cost
I pray for my fallen soldiers that I lost
Hating on me how you plan to win
Never showed love I can't hang wit them
No that's for scrubs, I hang wit, my men
This came from the heart nigga fuck a pen
Niggas start switching, ugh, ben 10
Niggas start dying, ugh, Uncle Ben
Double back gang nigga spin again
And you took that L raise it to yo chin
I say that I love you brodie that's the truth
I pray that my numbers jumpin' out the roof
I just want gold n diamonds in my tooth
This is a dream that I had to make true
If niggas be fake, then give em the boot
Run thru his pockets and take all his loot
I got the Triple S' on my shoe
And I keep on running thru money a loop
I had to stay down and run it up
Bitches be thotting I don't wanna fuck
It was straight grind, I can't pray for luck
She didn't love me I knew it was lust
Niggas be hating left that inna dust
Straight to the green the cheese is a must
I pray for my sins I try not to cuss
But it's a cold world shawdy double up
I had to stay down and run it up
Bitches be thotting I don't wanna fuck
It was straight grind, I can't pray for luck
She didn't love me I knew it was lust
Niggas be hating left that inna dust
Straight to the green the cheese is a must
I pray for my sins I try not to cuss
But it's a cold world shawdy double up
I'm 18 now and I'm chasing them M's
I'm 18 now and I'm whipping a Benz
You play wit me now then u won't speak again
I love all my bruvas we fight til' the end
Don't come around now if u wasn't back then
I was down bad nothing in my hand
Just look at my now nigga I'm the man
I say that I love you brodie I ain't bluffing
But then u switched up like it's nothing
Hanging wit the feds like u Mcloving
I had to grind, turn nothing to something
And if you ain't blood Nigga get the fuck
Can't fuck up my belly got juice in my cup
That's you on the news? Can never be us
Can't fuck with a bitch that I know I can't trust
I had to stay down and run it up
Bitches be thotting I don't wanna fuck
It was straight grind, I can't pray for luck
She didn't love me I knew it was lust
Niggas be hating left that inna dust
Straight to the green, the cheese is a must
I pray for my sins I try not to cuss
But it's a cold world shawdy double up
Just leave me alone
When I was rapping u won't hear a song
Throw they ass back nigga ping pong
Now I'm the king nigga King Kong
My bruvas they floating they high off the bong
I swear that you can't feel my pain
Goin' crazy man it's hard to explain
Goin' crazy man I'm losing my brain
I'm balling hard like I'm Lonnie Lesane
Niggas be swerving stay up in yo lane
I'll never lose it all for the fame
Stayed down and I learned to maintain
Cuz if I didn't I might go insane
Or lose it all to the game
I would have no one to blame
I can never lose it all, pop a pill Tylenol
Walk down gang brodie problem solved
Niggas be decking it, ugh, John wall
I had no service did you get my call
I just hit a lick, took it all
Janky ass niggas don't care what it cost
I pray for my fallen soldiers that I lost
Hating on me how you plan to win
Never showed love I can't hang wit them
No that's for scrubs, I hang wit, my men
This came from the heart nigga fuck a pen
Niggas start switching, ugh, ben 10
Niggas start dying, ugh, Uncle Ben
Double back gang nigga spin again
And you took that L raise it to yo chin
I say that I love you brodie that's the truth
I pray that my numbers jumpin' out the roof
I just want gold n diamonds in my tooth
This is a dream that I had to make true
If niggas be fake, then give em the boot
Run thru his pockets and take all his loot
I got the Triple S' on my shoe
And I keep on running thru money a loop
I had to stay down and run it up
Bitches be thotting I don't wanna fuck
It was straight grind, I can't pray for luck
She didn't love me I knew it was lust
Niggas be hating left that inna dust
Straight to the green the cheese is a must
I pray for my sins I try not to cuss
But it's a cold world shawdy double up
I had to stay down and run it up
Bitches be thotting I don't wanna fuck
It was straight grind, I can't pray for luck
She didn't love me I knew it was lust
Niggas be hating left that inna dust
Straight to the green the cheese is a must
I pray for my sins I try not to cuss
But it's a cold world shawdy double up
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Writer(s): Jay Loud
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