Lyrics:
motherfuckin tidal wave
Bars give you Oohs and Ahhs like Kiesza's Hideaway
By the way it's S Double heating up the stu, it's our microwave
Burning trees
girl drive by in a Merc
Get me Louis Vuitton tell me what size do you wear
More stamps in my passport
So many awards I need a chess board
You now
leave a trace
Trust your gut, just in case
Six feet back, stay six feet back
Halfway down, pool of black
Go outside, but double back
Run or stay, join
the picture panoramic
If I gotta take a swing you gon' end up in a hammock
Real shit I'm a B Town legend
I'm right by the Trinity
Ain't shit 'bout me Common
R blue truck
She on ShadeRoom fuck it up call up day ones run it up
Showed your ass I ain't showing no love back in the day it was just all love
Don't
The heart's forever young
There are still roses
In the morning
Still songs to be sung
You say we can be free
The race is still to run
Stick a fork in me
These crackers be stickin to old norse codes
Of course I fold you into this mode
Of operation in the nation that seems to be so old
You stunk up the place
you realize
That your dick, can't even get hard
Who the hell could it be, peeping on me
T to the R to the motherfucking A-E
Killas that's like mad
It's five o'clock on Friday
Let's kiss the week goodbye
Put in my forty hours
There's one thing on my mind
I need B, a double E, and R
A craft,
riding nigga hope they never sub you in
Like LeBron James dunking bitch my head above the rim
I be working by the double you would you think I had a twin
Always been dem vs me
Either dat or M.O.B.
So I live by M.O.E.
She a supa freak
Fuck her everyday of da week
Left hand on her right bootie cheek
From da
Yeah, huh (yeah)
(Chris Ro$e gon' be the reason we gon' blow, boom)
There's a difference between bosses and workers
I'm in the mountains, I
a never endin game of death, do or die
So if you kill, be prepared for that final ride
Chorus (2x)
R.i.p. 2pac, nigga, eazy-e, segram, mr. see
And my
yeah I'm running it up
I came with some bucks
And you know Mula he stay in the cut
No I can't brag
We be them niggas
I swear to god We be the shit you
Deadly double dragon
My graphics are lo-fi stabbings
Coming thru like yo what's happening
Throwing beers and trash can phantoms
Yo Frankie like were
Bitch it's 2YS Double R bitch we back in it
I can't listen to niggas that know they ain't having shit
Lil Bitch im rapper I walk with the baddest
fuck do you mean
Run up a bag wit my bitch and my team
I wasn't shit, now I'm the shit
Double cup squirt and some DJ my shit
I fuck it up, I stay
Welcome ladies and gentlemen, you're in for a show
We're at the ballpark and it's gonna be a great one
What d'you think, Dimitri Trailhellis?
You
FALLING OFF I HATE TO SEE IT
IMA MILLIONAIRE WAS MADE TO BE IT
THIS RIGHT HERE A ONE OF ONE THEY CANT REPEAT IT
SLIDING IN THAT DOUBLE R TOO
to the A to the T to the E
The S to the N to the double O P
[Wayniac]
I'm a take you on a trip,
so keep the game I display mane
I run it to ya in
happens in season
If I’m wit cro then we let out the demons
Yous a rat and you got me cheesin
So I hit Danny he got me freezin Yeah
H O E is what you are so
Call me Dub-A-Double-are-E
N be the end last letter be the G
G be for Griffin, smiffin, like Wesson
Niggaz, that be 'fessin
I'm crushin your
through
Time to let them know who are you
Yeah we come in from the Wesside, Wesside
Yeah we come in from the Wesside
Yeah we come in from the Wesside,
keep up we way to deep Bruh 6 foot burnouts all in the street Bruh!! It’s What-U-Need double R YOU SEE THE VEST!
Love by few hated by many but all
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