2 for 1 (feat. LSM)
I'm a hustler baby
Why you always got to trip
Trying to "T" up on a nigga when you could just let me know and shit we could take a trip
But Fuck it here's your cup
Sit back relax
Pay attention and sip enjoy your blessings
That's why we got each other
Always getting side tracked baby what's the main course
I stay up in my lane cause there's no need to force
Like vader to the game but I still got remorse
Feeling coded, I'm goated when it comes to the force
And when it comes to a strain I got gas for your brain
I roll up like a wood and shine light for your pain
just let me know and I can clean up the stain
Let me, let me, let me know
Let me, let me, let me know
Young lion hearted nigga in the coarse for the grain
I gotta get to the bag and shoot a shot for the mag
Just, got to make a difference baby what's the tag
Loaded focus with hits like a dragon mag
No shell but I can scale browser like a fad
Under all this pain theres peace to be had
So show me how to start and I'll teach you how to end
See time is of the essence but we can take it slow
I'm just trying to grow but baby you can see glow
Spilling out my heart no needle but I'll learn to sew
Learn to flow I'm losing seems but my heart is yours so
Lets plant a seed baby and we can watch it grow
And in time we'll reap what we sow
(Laughing)
See you was on that fuck shit
Niggas was to busy throwing bows up in the mosh pit
I can't fuck with no hoes who on dumb shit
Life of the party bitch we tear up your whole function
Aye, this ain't what you want this ain't what you want
15 with a drum 15 with a drum
hop up in the whip this a push to start
I get high to much I'm dancing with the stars
See you was on that fuck shit
Niggas was to busy throwing bows up in the mosh pit
I can't fuck with no hoes who on dumb shit
Life of the party bitch we tear up your whole function
Load up the whole clip and then I dump it
Spin a nigga block made him think that's it's a Rubik's
Got that hoe riding like a jockey
Told her speed it up now she riding kawasaki
Aye, this ain't what you want this ain't what you want
15 with a drum 15 with a drum
hop up in the whip this a push to start
I get high to much I'm dancing with the stars
Why you always got to trip
Trying to "T" up on a nigga when you could just let me know and shit we could take a trip
But Fuck it here's your cup
Sit back relax
Pay attention and sip enjoy your blessings
That's why we got each other
Always getting side tracked baby what's the main course
I stay up in my lane cause there's no need to force
Like vader to the game but I still got remorse
Feeling coded, I'm goated when it comes to the force
And when it comes to a strain I got gas for your brain
I roll up like a wood and shine light for your pain
just let me know and I can clean up the stain
Let me, let me, let me know
Let me, let me, let me know
Young lion hearted nigga in the coarse for the grain
I gotta get to the bag and shoot a shot for the mag
Just, got to make a difference baby what's the tag
Loaded focus with hits like a dragon mag
No shell but I can scale browser like a fad
Under all this pain theres peace to be had
So show me how to start and I'll teach you how to end
See time is of the essence but we can take it slow
I'm just trying to grow but baby you can see glow
Spilling out my heart no needle but I'll learn to sew
Learn to flow I'm losing seems but my heart is yours so
Lets plant a seed baby and we can watch it grow
And in time we'll reap what we sow
(Laughing)
See you was on that fuck shit
Niggas was to busy throwing bows up in the mosh pit
I can't fuck with no hoes who on dumb shit
Life of the party bitch we tear up your whole function
Aye, this ain't what you want this ain't what you want
15 with a drum 15 with a drum
hop up in the whip this a push to start
I get high to much I'm dancing with the stars
See you was on that fuck shit
Niggas was to busy throwing bows up in the mosh pit
I can't fuck with no hoes who on dumb shit
Life of the party bitch we tear up your whole function
Load up the whole clip and then I dump it
Spin a nigga block made him think that's it's a Rubik's
Got that hoe riding like a jockey
Told her speed it up now she riding kawasaki
Aye, this ain't what you want this ain't what you want
15 with a drum 15 with a drum
hop up in the whip this a push to start
I get high to much I'm dancing with the stars
Credits
Writer(s): Louis Grahovac
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