2 Way Gs (feat. 4way Mari)

Gang Boy, I start on one, I let y'all know This gon' be the hardest and realest album y'all heard in a minute Boy, it still ain't go Ayy, I'm that nigga that they gon' wanna be Used to shoot a basketball And every time a nigga hit a three They always threw them folks with me I'm on a two-way street And at the top, it gotta go So either roll I take, I gotta bring the best out me Keep tellin' myself I got the recipe I make some music just for fun To try to get the right consistency Try to show my angles, they can't rest in peace Take care of they family Cause the ones I needed there the most was there for me Ain't see the good life, I'm just livin' well Guess I'm a oddball cause a nigga don't post pistols on his Instagram Nigga, I'm a racist when it come to violence I chose to get up out the hood I lost some real ones that stayed in the project I ain't no dropout, I got plenty knowledge Made it out of high school with a cap Might think I'm lyin' when you hear my logic Shout out to Lam, he taught me economics Hard to pay attention, but I back up Turn a penny to a million dollars See I'm the penny in this situation I got two million dollars, dream to touch the ball I sell out big ass stages I'm on some real shit, I stay in my lane One day you'll hear that 4way Mari Be like, damn, look what the goat became On bro This the Intro They turn they back up on a nigga, ain't shit been the same And how the fuck these niggas hatin', I'm maintainin' in my lane They're not gon' be there when I cop this brand new ass from Johnny Dang Ong Bitch, I'm so gang, I'm clippin' shit like T.T.K Bitch, I'm stuck in the streets and it's causin' me pain But I'll spin wit my niggas, we clutchin' them drac's Had to make a, bond wit em', we sippin' on sake We don't know we gon' make it, this ain't another day I'ma die as a winner, or goat either way Serving bricks in my city, I get it two ways Ask the people about me, bitch, I get it every day Just look at me, look at me, hollow face status Smokin a wood got me high as Aladdin Call me Luka with the shot, I stay with the magic VVs taught me how to serve, that's mathematics I stay true to myself, nigga, this ain't fake fabric Rockstar, so I pop with the metal Goat status, where the fuck is my metal Life is just like a cycle, I step on that pedal I be rowdy in this bitch, I step on my rebels You gon see ThakidBreezy run year 23 I just wanna reach new levels, I can achieve With my niggas, Bt and Peso', we gon' sweep And I got my bad bitch on me, she stay on fleek I'm just tired of the violence, I really want peace If a op wanna beef, nigga, I'm just gon' eat I'm a mask, up the hood and go jab em like Creed That's just how it goes, I'm two-way street Niggas say they got hoes, but nobody in love with you He off the L, I'm takin' the W Niggas gon' hate when they used to look up to you Stay in LA and I call it the fast track Go out on the block, so I might have to pack that Explore it like Dora, I might get the backpack Quick on the beat, but that's not a fast track I went to her, bio, she beggin' on cash, app So why you comin' to the mall with that fit But you broke as hell, nigga, you ain't buyin' shit Skinny-ass nigga, I can fit through the slit Nigga ain't skinny, a nigga just slim Copped me a body, I hung on a rim Glock on him, so just wait in the gym Lights off, made the whole place dim Power puff a girl, cause a nigga is him Surrounded' by people, but I still feel alone Want money, fuck fame, but I'm already known On the boards now, I feel like Moses Malone Stay on my street now, I'm way past the UAV Chain got me dry, I feel like I'm undersea Shootin' with G, I ain't get you, got him commin' with me Up in my duffy and nobody holdin' me Hell bro, this girl off the plate, that shit's a coach to me Once over shit, they just keep on toastin' me Eatin' up any beat, that shit's the goat of me They sayin' those poker deals, that shit got my soul to me Feel like Vegeta, got work on my ego She ain't Spanish, but I know me amigos You gon' get still stuck if you don't get low Been juice for a minute, been sippin' Tampico You say that you that nigga, but where is your street code Two-way street from the fame and the trenches grew round fiend niggas, there's too many syringes Step out the issue, I'm feelin' some tension Hop in a double R, I'm tryna go missing I'm tired of hoes, they takin' my energy I'm showin' them love and they will not give it back I want me sum luv, like a fiend n a nickel, back She eat me like M&M, fuck all the aftermath Asian lil' bitch wanna kick it like Judo class Said, bet that I'ma do it like Jet Li Keep shit pushin' and get the back end Puttin' off my city, man, shit is taskin Don't get no hoes, boy, stop the Mackin That's not no AR, that's a Mac-10 Take a shot like IG, make a caption 95 ain't work, y'all back to trap shit