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could never be the same
Tired of excuses
Chucking up the deuces
When these slayers come around
Steady trying to induce us
These days
These chicks looking

forgive me, she was special

Used to wake up with a smile, your heartbeat on my chest
I pour a deuce on your dead grave, lil bro, go get your rest
How could

a niggas bitch
Woke up and it was real as shit
I was so broke and I needed it desperately
Cooked it up by myself I had no recipe
Wanted a baddie When hoez

man this a fat ass blunt I just rolled me a deuce
I done seen niggas crash out over hoes, like why is you mad if we fucking her too
I know that some

and Remy and Deuce, so y'all know that I'm doing that shit bad
Young nigga flex, young nigga turn up, young nigga wait your turn
Zy-Zy got me paranoid, I'm

gave him around two

This family business
Brotherhood, sound like motherhood
We up the biscuits
By my brother in law
We had to click it
Punching every

from the cornerstone
Deuce say, "get out your comfort zone"
My paranoia's gone
It's bring your own seat to the table, I pulled up a throne
And pray for

Shoot up your crib, make your internet lag
He thinkin' life is a game, but this not EA
Bitch, I'm ballin' like 2K
Sofaygo, your ho gettin' slayed
Yeah,

Music Playing
Casino
I'm spilling blood not talking suwoo
I been a man and I'm black in a suit
I checked the stats and we winning by deuce
Stone

plight to take a flight shoot the deuces
The most honest in this music, the bare-buttnaked
You could've been this to but you was scared to make it
In

cut
But I just couldn't leave at all
I don't know what's bout to happen
Cause I haven't -

Bitch I'm a smooth stepping
In here two stepping
Fuck a deuce

How the fuck you get lined by a bitch
She want me and the bro, so we flippin' that bitch
Nigga talking like they were legit
We gon' bend through

on residuals
Maybe financial principals
But not your guac and dinner rolls
I'm tired of my intellect
Surrounded by these imbeciles
Shitty ass individuals

was left on read
Gave the boy the cold shoulder
Yeah, feel like Waka Flocka, hard
Up in the paint, dog
(Paint, dog) uh, they wanna be like me
I'm mad

the status of my paper rhymes
Begging for the link ups, how about a later time
Most wanted by the streets like a major crime deviant
I'm the Krabby Patty's

I'm passionate in everything about rap
But sometimes I get lost in the music
And somehow always make it right
It's like a dream when you wake up

seen enough to make you blind
Gather up, watch a grown man cry
I'm making a masterpiece, crafting my opus
Over analysis paralysis, can't focus
If

around with killers, if you gotta chain better tuck it
Pullin' up from deep like I'm Dame, I been a bucket
I think I gotta thing for codeine
I think I

up clear
We ain't hearing shit muffled
If you cornered  for real, ain't no cuttin
When I had no wheels, I was outside thuggin
If you on it for real,

to be there to believe it, or there to receive it
She gone follow cause I lead it
And stand by my word cause I mean it
But your man started geeking
Boy I

a dime-a-dozen, I ain't really trippin' mane
Switchin' language in this song, Il fait du soleil
This gas, it is so great
Fucking you on first date
Breaking up

80k at home and 80k on all on my chains 
But when brother ask for 100 he gone get it all today 
Stay down till you up 
Mottos what we got 
Brothers

suffice
She can sense the doom and she gon like
Had to chuck the deuce or she gon fight
She looks so amused in that all white
Had to hit the snooze, we be

Shit on this niggas
I drop a deuce

I'm steady trying
To accelerate forward
But niggas opposing the
Motion like frictional force
Y'all niggas pull up