"Stuck Up Two Faced" lyrics
I knew one nigga with two face
He turned bad, so now it's free my niggas
4 years they caged up and now it's normal visits
Told bro man don't go but he ain't wanna listen
But then he went and risked it
Stuck up on a L but I came right back
And why you think we're trapping, tryna make it out these flats
Jugging all through the night, I put it back into straps
Never done what was right, I had to get me some racks
I was sagging in the hood til I see better days
I pray I make it out the hood before I detonate
You see my shoulders slouching I don't even feel the weight
I'm shotting light to get back
Most my niggas sitting down they outside, how am I?
I'm from Leyton where them boys they getting dropped on sight
Cause these streets don't love nobody
All I ever wanted was some money
I'm in and out my house in a hurry
London town you can't be bummy
And I know I know when these times get hard
I see my mommas eyes when I feel like giving up
I do this for my niggas one day them doors open up
My nigga hold on it won't be long
I know it's a couple decades you gon be gone
We gon make sure you come back to funds
Cah money been the motive from the jump
I knew one nigga with two face
He turned bad, so now it's free my niggas
4 years they caged up and now it's normal visits
Told bro man don't go but he ain't wanna listen
But then he went and risked it
Stuck up on a L but I came right back
And why you think we're trapping, tryna make it out these flats
Jugging all through the night, I put it back into straps
Never done what was right, I had to get me some racks
Outside so cold got us the streets
We don some dirt up on these roads and we can't speak about it
Just did a drill go check the news and you can read about it
And I swear I'm para cah like murder she wrote it
[?]
Just got a call from bro he said
He on the wing with Larry Hoover serving with big meat
So many trappers in my hood they ain't hard to consign me
We ain't grinding for no hoes we grinding for wifeys
I knew one nigga with two face
He turned bad, so now it's free my niggas
4 years they caged up and now it's normal visits
Told bro man don't go but he ain't wanna listen
But then he went and risked it
Stuck up on a L but I came right back
And why you think we're trapping, tryna make it out these flats
Jugging all through the night, I put it back into straps
Never done what was right, I had to get me some racks
He turned bad, so now it's free my niggas
4 years they caged up and now it's normal visits
Told bro man don't go but he ain't wanna listen
But then he went and risked it
Stuck up on a L but I came right back
And why you think we're trapping, tryna make it out these flats
Jugging all through the night, I put it back into straps
Never done what was right, I had to get me some racks
I was sagging in the hood til I see better days
I pray I make it out the hood before I detonate
You see my shoulders slouching I don't even feel the weight
I'm shotting light to get back
Most my niggas sitting down they outside, how am I?
I'm from Leyton where them boys they getting dropped on sight
Cause these streets don't love nobody
All I ever wanted was some money
I'm in and out my house in a hurry
London town you can't be bummy
And I know I know when these times get hard
I see my mommas eyes when I feel like giving up
I do this for my niggas one day them doors open up
My nigga hold on it won't be long
I know it's a couple decades you gon be gone
We gon make sure you come back to funds
Cah money been the motive from the jump
I knew one nigga with two face
He turned bad, so now it's free my niggas
4 years they caged up and now it's normal visits
Told bro man don't go but he ain't wanna listen
But then he went and risked it
Stuck up on a L but I came right back
And why you think we're trapping, tryna make it out these flats
Jugging all through the night, I put it back into straps
Never done what was right, I had to get me some racks
Outside so cold got us the streets
We don some dirt up on these roads and we can't speak about it
Just did a drill go check the news and you can read about it
And I swear I'm para cah like murder she wrote it
[?]
Just got a call from bro he said
He on the wing with Larry Hoover serving with big meat
So many trappers in my hood they ain't hard to consign me
We ain't grinding for no hoes we grinding for wifeys
I knew one nigga with two face
He turned bad, so now it's free my niggas
4 years they caged up and now it's normal visits
Told bro man don't go but he ain't wanna listen
But then he went and risked it
Stuck up on a L but I came right back
And why you think we're trapping, tryna make it out these flats
Jugging all through the night, I put it back into straps
Never done what was right, I had to get me some racks
