Double Up

Original

Cry. Cry.

Double up, three or four times. I ain't telling no lies, I just run it up.

Never let a hard time humble us.

Dou-dou-dou-double up.

I ain't telling no lies, I just, yeah.

I ain't telling no lies, I just-- Five, four, three, two. That's how

I got to you.

That money, my dreams come true.

My life in diamonds, who knew? Who knew?

Who knew?

Turn seven to a fourteen, fourteen to a whole thing.

Lord knows it's a cold game.

Switched up on you hoes, man.

Big body take both lanes.

Backseat blowing propane.

All black five gold chains, young rich nigga bossed up on his own, man.

My new shit sound like a soul train. Tookie Williams over Coltrane.

Eric B by the rope chain. RC we for sure bang. Tiny Locs and they go crazy.

What you know about the dope game? Was you born in the eighties? Did your mama smoke cocaine?

Have you ever seen a whole thing?

Was you drove to the streets 'cause you grew up on short change? Fucked up when the dope age.

It remind me when these rappers drop dubs and their quotes change. At the park with the low fade. I would stand in front of

Nick's with my sack for the whole day. Drive-bys, that was road rage.

And we park and hop out, learn levels to this whole thing.

Old school play the OJs tryna make a slow change. Mama still slaving for a low wage.

Tryna double up, yeah, three or four times. I ain't telling no lies, I just run it up.

Never let a hard time humble us.

Dou-dou-dou-double up.

I ain't telling no lies, I just, yeah.

I ain't telling no lies, I just-- Five, four, three, two. That's how

I got to you.

That money, my dreams come true.

My life in diamonds, who knew?

Who knew? Who knew?

I leave it behind if you let me.

Ironic I drown just to hold you down.

I jump off the ledge if you with me.

I break you up, you just let me down.

-Let me down. -Woah.

Me and my money ain't change too.

-Let me down. -Woah.

It's hard to catch what you can't see.

I grew up to be who I wanna be, so. The more niggas talk, I'ma shine.

Might have been way before its time.

Posted with my back against the wall.

Life is a bitch, but she mine.

The rag six-deuce, yeah it's mine.

The west side too, yeah it's mine.

What you know about your poster on the wall at the dealership?

Leaving the bed legs trembling.

Getting banged on for your Penteltons.

What you know about your response be the reason you exist? Lucky I ain't get caught up in the twist.

Young nigga, blue pager on my hip, so.

As the champagne spill and the car accelerate and the fiend gon' cry.

I'll be going to the bank at least three, four times.

Getting handshakes from the branch managers.

We keep doing fly shit when the cameras cut.

Double up, yeah, three or four times. I ain't telling no lies, I just run it up.

Never let a hard time humble us.

Dou-dou-dou-double up.

I ain't telling no lies, I just, yeah.

I ain't telling no lies, I just-- Five, four, three, two. That's how

I got to you.

That money, my dreams come true.

My life in diamonds, who knew?

Who knew? Who knew?

I leave it behind if you let me.

Ironic I drown just to hold you down.

I jump off the ledge if you with me.

I break you up, you just let me down.

Let me down.

Let me down.