Drifting Away (intro)

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Deuce Jordan

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All this bread, all these drugs got me searching for peace
Breaking bread in my head, you're not getting a piece
Ain't been fed, stomach empty, I need something to eat
Drifting away
Yeah, tell me what you know about it, yeah
What you know, young nigga live or die by the pole
Stayin' ten toes, pray to God I never fold
I'm just tryna count this money when I'm old
So I'ma stack bands till my hands start shakin
I've been really stressin' bout the bread, no fakin
On the road to riches, swear to God, I'ma make it
Y'all about to see a little deuce start cakin
Run it up, yeah
Bitch, I'm comin' up
They see me on the rise, they can't sum it up
Like, who is this dude
He ain't got a mask, I ain't seen him with a pistol
Mister take ya bitch, yeah, she call that boy a big mood
Heard that nigga rap, yeah, you know that boy can spit too
Runnin with some gunners and them toolies finna spit too
All them bullets hit you, doubt they gon' miss you
Talkin' bout them shots and I'm talkin' bout your bitch too
She ain't gonna miss you, not even your sister
Cause I'm givin her dick too, I'm finna violate
All the bullshit and disrespect I had to tolerate
Tell 'em eat a dick, ain't no hidin' what I'm tryna say
Dunkin' on these niggas, I'm Mutumbo in the paint
My brother pull a stick, watch a nigga start
Driftin' away, driftin' away, driftin', fadin', driftin', fadin

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