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Pussyboy you better get out from my queue
Trauma squad , you'll meet God,
Finna pull up with the deuce
Dead Boy walkin
Pouring
Spirits over ice
Light stalkin

the deuce
I been tryna be content But I still got some more to prove
I got blessings comin' in comin' in by the two
I'm a soldier for the kingdom I be movin'

away, I can barely smell
Relying on instincts to maneuver through
Lost my bro, picked up his slack
He was a Hoover Deuce
Before I let this foundation

on the road  pulling my load In the gloomy shadows of dawn
I saw a red deuce lowboy Roadster driven by a demon spawn

If you're ever on Old Lincoln Highway

gave Unc a Deuce and he turned that shit to five
Ain't no switching sides, I know pressure make a dime
Dirty Gen 5, bae I need you by my side
Fa Fa Fa

Oh, I wish that I had a big beautiful voice that could make your head turn 'round
Send your hairs standing up on end just to hear such a pretty sound

confidence goin' forever show
Left hand outside of the window throwing deuces
Stealth mode so elusive, kept my feelings bottled up
But now they on the track

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

just because he ain't me I mean
I can't blame her if we speaking honestly
I like to fuck
I like to throw them deuces up
Id like to trust
But it get hard

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

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

didn’t pick up no phone and ask anybody for no lone I’m staying true to where I came from everybody else these days running to guns me I rather stay by my

ain't about the money when I pull up then Deuce
I ain't gotta flash dollars I ain't flash burners
but believe me got the squad like madd Max And Tina

just like
A spy
Not the one, nor the two, nor the three, so
Quit fuckin' with me Got these niggas by they Throat, I'm not lettin them breathe
I feel like

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

pardon me ma'am
Ill pick you up at 9, but I'm already on 10
Ohh Where have y'all been
I can hear em screaming, but fuck that
I can't hear them cause I'm

born a degenerate freak
Nah, something has to fuck up your brain
For D, it came down to one fateful week
When he got mind-fucked by anime

Grandma's

not gon' beef about it, don't talk about it, just be about it
Six bottles and three days of detoxin', just by thinkin' bout it
Like, nah, for real

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

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

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

on these heavy boots
You in your daisy dukes and edgy broom
Work hard past the sweaty afternoon
So we can grow any food or some cherry soup
Dish up in

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Ayy, IGG Deuce
iAmRudy by the way in

lying
Thought the zookeeper
Told you about lions
I speak Jamaican talking bout Ganja
Bitch I'm from Macon call it
Maconga
I got my 1000 ones up
To make it