Lyrics:
before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by three, yo p
Pass the Uzi, to blow up, any whack MC that show up,
There goes one, blast
is real I swim through beats like Navy Seals
Irregular, my style, suckers competitors who think they better?
I knit my skit, like my Grandma's sweater
They still can't see that I'm so fly on cloud nine, getting comfortable with two dimes
Liquid net worth, she could do better not to mention the big
love to be
In your shoes
And I look at my friend
This is the real part two
Then she bust up the place
I come dey crase
Buyaka buyaka boom
She no dey look
say gon' be pure
E.S. Short with 2G, we floss a Bentley Azur
Toss my lure, ain't none purer, hook you like a fiend, baby
The platinum bling, baby,
say gon' be pure
E.S. Short with 2G, we floss a Bentley Azur
Toss my lure, ain't none purer, hook you like a fiend, baby
The platinum bling, baby,
Man lives
In a sun lit world
Of what he believes to be reality
But
There is unseen by most
An underworld that is just as real
But not as brightly lit
up
Now we all in
I was workin' at the shop
Kickflippin' down the block
Handcuffed by the cops
Now we all in
Two brothers and my pops
Mom kickin' it
leave with 2 chains
Gottem' dreading, NO LIE, like '2 Chainz'
Now they watching on the TL, my A game
No matter how I'm speaking
Really have a meaning
damage on this two-man skit
Trying to hold me back won't harm me
And when the gear gets too small, it's for the Salvation Army
So mommy, or mida,
on the low we blow the bill its real
For the time being i promise we gone celebrate
Fine wine bottles by the gallon toast to better days
Without a care in
you got your own dough, from where I don't know
You hold degrees from two universities
Girl you're worth cheese in the nine-seis
Sadat owns apartment
This beat by Ejaye
My opportunity knockin' and shit, yeah
I came in this bitch and I'm cocky as shit
I don't want no handouts, no conscious requests
rang
Love the ass, still a titty boy I'm two chainz
9/11 that was two plane,
So forgive me while I bolt I look like Usain, bang
Still the hottest I'm
the two strains
Long hair think I'm 2 Chainz
Write bout some new pain
Hit never knew names
Add me some new game
Get neck give 2 fangs
Vampire you invited in
a nigga do things
She just want to be my shorty, be my boo thang
Now my money real tall, look like 2 Chainz
Mood swing, mood change like a mood ring, nigga
A King and a middle child
Apparently God forgives the moments I'm wild
King and a middle child
No Role Modelz for this lifestyle
Fire squad a real
it's root beer
Ain't no University I got a tech, like I went to school for two years
How many of you niggaz gone die for respect, Slugga, I know, you
by one
Till we both get up the mountain and just pop like guns
Composure, if I keep it past the two-minute mark
I'ma bang till the sun peaks so you in
a few Ms in his life, it's
A couple things I still gotta figure out
Word to 2 Chainz, I spent a big amount
Of all my spare time registerin' with
Teachings spread bubonic
I mold mine into diamonds
Pyramids of Mayan
A sign of the times dying
Sunshine designed by purified fire
Staying alive (?)
Searching
don't stop"
*repeat x2*
"Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks"
"??? are jumpin out of shoes and socks"
Verse One: Dray, Books
Higgity-hey
Forever like Wu-Tang
Playaz like 2 Chainz
And I'm kinda like a night time bruce wayne
But I ain't quite got the money so touché
On a throne they gon do what
kinda bark
When you know ya bite vicious
Mic check one two
On my two chainz shit
Yea nigga
I'm different
I'm a blitz through yo sense
Keep yo heart in
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