"Double R Freestyle, Part. 1" lyrics
(It's G Dubz baby)
Look, stacking paper til' it's looking like a skyscraper
They know we're balling, had us playing like the LA Lakers
They weren't with me in the dinger, now it's see you laters
When we step, leave the pump smoking like we pressed inhalers
We the hottest out of country, you best get to know
I pray them pussies get a show, that's us man in the second row
We smoked shh and then drove off like we're DMO
Any V-I-O, then I'm blacked out like a E-M-O
I could never fall behind unless I'm tryna catch a whine
All you gotta do is grind or shine, all in due time
Girls on my block, had them queuing in a food line
I told my youngers ''Eyes open, watch out for them blue lights''
Look, I'm from the old school era like it's DMC
I was getting gwop before I studied for my A and B's
Four matic GLE, the spec says AMG
I was flying birds out the bucket like it's KFC
Twenty figure re, the feds kept raiding at my spot, KMT
Now I gotta relocate, phone on DND, catch a flight over seas
Look, we got foreign plugs from Americans to Portuguese
I was broke and I was young, had to fly birds
Used to be on ten toes grind until my feet hurt
Now it's foreign coupes, foreign tags on my sweatshirt
My life style's MOB, always put my bread first
Running through these trap spots, I'm bait so I hide my face
Take chase, need for speed, treat it like a race
Neighbourhood hero in the ends, I don't wear a cape
Got me feeling like I'm Zeus the way she fed me grapes
In the ends they know I'm hot, got a whistle on this Glock
If a Paigan wanna try, line his body out with chalk
I find my prey, I'ma swoop in like a hawk
I'm verified, really living it how I talk
Trap lines, they be banging all season
Stepping out in Louis, looking fresh for the evening
Couldn't pay my bills, now it's under floor heating
If she with me for the money, all the love is deceiving yo
Look, stacking paper til' it's looking like a skyscraper
They know we're balling, had us playing like the LA Lakers
They weren't with me in the dinger, now it's see you laters
When we step, leave the pump smoking like we pressed inhalers
We the hottest out of country, you best get to know
I pray them pussies get a show, that's us man in the second row
We smoked shh and then drove off like we're DMO
Any V-I-O, then I'm blacked out like a E-M-O
I could never fall behind unless I'm tryna catch a whine
All you gotta do is grind or shine, all in due time
Girls on my block, had them queuing in a food line
I told my youngers ''Eyes open, watch out for them blue lights''
Look, I'm from the old school era like it's DMC
I was getting gwop before I studied for my A and B's
Four matic GLE, the spec says AMG
I was flying birds out the bucket like it's KFC
Twenty figure re, the feds kept raiding at my spot, KMT
Now I gotta relocate, phone on DND, catch a flight over seas
Look, we got foreign plugs from Americans to Portuguese
I was broke and I was young, had to fly birds
Used to be on ten toes grind until my feet hurt
Now it's foreign coupes, foreign tags on my sweatshirt
My life style's MOB, always put my bread first
Running through these trap spots, I'm bait so I hide my face
Take chase, need for speed, treat it like a race
Neighbourhood hero in the ends, I don't wear a cape
Got me feeling like I'm Zeus the way she fed me grapes
In the ends they know I'm hot, got a whistle on this Glock
If a Paigan wanna try, line his body out with chalk
I find my prey, I'ma swoop in like a hawk
I'm verified, really living it how I talk
Trap lines, they be banging all season
Stepping out in Louis, looking fresh for the evening
Couldn't pay my bills, now it's under floor heating
If she with me for the money, all the love is deceiving yo
