2 Legends (feat. King Dre)

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Midnight Makkaveli

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Double M
KD
Double r - u - n niggah
What's good Am Balla?
Thirty that
Trappin aint the life
Trappin aint the life
Rappin bout my strife
Rappin bout my strife
Playing wit a knife
Not prepared for life
Trynna raise the stakes
Nahh i ain't drake
Running with them snakes, you bound to catch a case
I'm all bout the cake, that's why I bank with chase
Call me Dr. Flex, call my spliff a TEC
Shit gon hit ya face, leave em dead without a trace
Now we gettin to the cash
Get the grams and do the dash
Baby shake that ass
For this big wad of cash
Lemme see you throw it back
After that, don't hit my jack
Catching lobs like I'm Shaq
Show me love I give it back
Its the king, with the makk
Thats a fact, every track
Straight bodying these niggahs
Every feature, features death
I'm the Martin, he the Tommy (I'm the tommy)
Don't go ghost, James is wildin
I ain't one promoting violence
But know, shit can go left
Used to rock fake shit
Now I'm bout my cake shit
Hollows leave his face split
Becky give great spits
Choppa came with eight sticks
Best believe we spray quick
Rolling wit the same clique
Use to share the same kicks
All these eighths I face bitch
Play me catch a face lift
Crown up mean a face lift
Had to pull some Dre shit
Beats is gettin ate quick
Ballin on some ape shit
Gang overtake this
That's a L, face spliff
Now we gotta couple makks
And some apes in the back
Bad shawty, J Lo
Put her on the payroll
Play her like halo
Yeah I been an A hole
Trynna live Bueno
Never had a plan tho
Tony wit that yayo
Greased bread, thats mayo
Only want the pesos
Shawty dame besos
In the town like quacko
Wit my Migos, quavo
We drink Jose Cuervo
Biggest comeback Draco
With my brothers from the sand
And us niggahs living grand
Clinton Hills where I stand
Every city ima land
And we chasing after bands
That's ya girl, she a fan
Woah, yeah
Thats ya girl she a fan
Like a train she get ran
Play her off like the band
Double M, Million Man
Midnight Makk I'm the man
KD hunnit grand
KD you stupid man
Niggahs bound to lose a man
How a niggah lose his mans, Ha
You already know what we doing out here man
Type shit
RIP D Block man
RIP Fliggity, RIP LES man
Free all my guys out the can
Sleeze shit
Thirty that
Trappin aint the life
Trappin aint the life
Rappin bout my strife
Rappin bout my strife
Playing wit a knife
Not prepared for life
Trynna raise the stakes
Nahh i ain't drake
Running with them snakes, you bound to catch a case
I'm all bout the cake, that's why I bank with chase
Call me Dr. Flex, call my spliff a TEC
Shit gon hit ya face, leave em dead without a trace
F*ck shit up, catch a flight
Pistol tottin to the right
Try to run up on me
Got some shooters on sight
F*ck around and take ya work
Never really was jerk
Get the dope then I skrrt
Cause I came up out the dirt
Had to put my shit first
F*ck wit me, you in a hearse
Jot my verse, cause I'm hurt
A couple brothers on my shirt
Rolling gas, spliff slappin
Im the doctor, I'm the captain
Never was about the trapping
Now they got me in here rapping
Making money now they want me
Member plug couldn't front me
Now I'm worried bout the cash
Cant be moving like no dummy
I'm not worried bout no fashion
Cause I grew up looking bummy
Went and got my own brand
Cause that name shit above me
Remember niggahs used to son me
Now their bitches all up on me
Now they moving kinda funny
Mama never raised no dummy
Miss my brother D block
Posted on that B block
730, We rock
Rest in peace to D block
They act like old KD still aint coming out
They act like all on D is how they coming now
I focus more on me cause im on counted out
I said dont fall on me cause I aint catching now
I could do a small talk you know open right?
But ill trunk this shit cause it opens upright?
Its like you went and hit ya chase, you ain't open up right
I had to talk my shit like it cost me my life
But they'll never get It, like they brain is missing
Ask him, "do he see the point?" yeah I know he didnt
Yeah I know he didnt
Had to take a line off so yall could hear the crickets
Lil nigga im humble, cookie dont crumble
I ball not fumble
Sightseeing hustle - dont say we gotta jump you
Cause nigga we going to
Still shoot ones too, only if you do
Stick figure thats voodoo
I aint trynna shoot you
Get lost like blues clues
Bob building need no tools
Lyrically committing all these homis, know Hameed
Flow better than his Rivalries no lying
Inna cut is where you find me, I move in silence
Had to come and body everybody the S is silent
Been vibing yeah my ora calmly
Bring life to these sheets nigga origami
Burna Boy on the beat nigga do not try me
I know you thought it was a mention but its only frying
Trappin aint the life
Trappin aint the life
Rappin bout my strife
Rappin bout my strife
Playing wit a knife
Not prepared for life
Trynna raise the stakes
Nahh i ain't drake
Running with them snakes, you bound to catch a case
I'm all bout the cake, that's why I bank with chase
Call me Dr. Flex, call my spliff a TEC
Shit gon hit ya face, leave em dead without a trace

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