Fukk Deuce 2

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Never scared to take a risk
14 kikk Door on the strip

16 still in Ohio still tryna hit a likk
Still tryna run off on Da Drugs
Deuce, I never had a plug
Niggaa called me last, yea I stayed down

And then I turned to one
A duh
Just stayed in my lane
Outlaw leanin on the plane
Nigga told Dem Folks don't cop no weed

So I picked up Da drank
Shit, I might just be the problem
Keep them niggas out of my face
But really, I just think them niggas mad

Cause they ain't got no pape
Made a small Post
Lil Jokey joke, now I done lost my bitch
My cousin blocked me, went on Twitter

I still don't know what I did
I had blame shinya
Got put on probation as a kid
Locked up for blikk, I moved
And Then I caught the same charge again

Guess I was Da problem
Young nigga was quikk to blame
Juvenile locked up, never again

But I still seen more chains
Told my ma I quit
But I got locked again for totin flames
Bailed myself out Dey ain answer phone

I got to feeling lame
Bitch tamat she love me
Guess I'm trim, na I ain't feelin' that
Know you tryna fix my heart

But nah, there ain't no healin' that
Niggas say he doin' what to who
Nah, he ain't killin' that
Seen that fat bitch at the store

Like, come and take this pistol back
Why every time i need a nigga ain no one to call on

Hit the plug, how many pints you got

F*ck, it need all of them
It hit different
You don't gotta give it back
These all mine

I might sell a pint for four
But sometimes I want fifty-five
That nigga say he killin' deuce
Ain't trim, I tell him, get in line

Super slime
Recess took the five
He dropped it on the slide
Nigga tried to spin

He hit the block
Nigga fuckin' died
I'm still alive
Yo twin on the machines

He fightin' for his life
Crazy used to love Andrea
And now we don't een Fukkin' speak
I get in my feelings with Dis

Pistol and Dis cup of green
Bukkin on my mama
Say Im trim wen im off
Wokkhardt green

Liar said I quit
But I been sleep, I drank a cup a week
Buy another case
Soon as I get the first one in the mail

When you got a lot
You got some room so you can work yourself
I can throw you 8
If you give me five

Then just bring me 11
When I had two pints
And I ran out
I started Karo stretchin

Now I got so many pints
You buyin' more than one
I'm blessing
I just got a case

And I ain't touch it
Cause it came from texas
Nigga workin' for the police
Sometimes I don't feel like texting

But I still run around
With Drank and Blikk
Like I ain't learn my lesson
Never scared to take no risk

How else we gon' pay the rent
Mama think I got a job
But she don't know
These pints is in

Pops think I'm just sippin' this shit
He don't know I'm sellin' it
Run off in the city


If plug Say he ain't mailin' it
Casamigo
She a Freak Hoe
Cappin tamat celibate
Ain trim
Pull up your pants
Hold on
I just want the head

Lil' bitch
Deuce i take a pint
And super Hit it

Espolon anejo
Opps want pints
Like super f*ck his kidneys
Finna Grab Da Karo
Pull up to the hood

Put the cases in the trunk
I got sticks inside This bitch
If it Go down

Bet I'ma up
Had a shootout
By the party
Gas was mid
He sold us bunk
Leanin, tryna kill Da bitch
So Geeked i Fukked 'round Dropped my cup

Bitch tear, Dea Go 12
Hit Da whip Iss time to peel out
Ion Give Fukk bout Dis rap
turned up Lil bitch Dont turn me Down
Probation For a Gun
I'm in the hood
With all the blikks around
Took the FN, Blue tip
Green ass nigga had to take him down
Niggas walkin' through the rain
But they be actin' like the sun out
Nigga havin fun
Until they broke and
All the Funds out

Tryna suck some dick
She takin' pictures
With her tongue out
F*ck the nigga

Baby mama
Guess that is my son now
Yeah this ain't no family
Moment

That one shit still standin' on it
I was feelin lil' kee
When he dropped that
I'm so damaged homie

No friend deuce im kinda lonely
FN yeah I got it on me
Might not have no team
But I ain't trim

Because Ben Franklin Know me

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