Lyrics omd - 74Deuce

Nigga on my Dikk, Deuce stop cappin on Dem songs
Im Like How wen ian say shit
Nigga wan be in my songs but we ain never Hit no Likk
Nigga youain my twin
Nigga ain never Give me shit me and you wasn't Lit

Nigga think im Lying Guz He went to Da same school as me
But Deuce i been went up and u still broke so im Like who is He
Bitch i Live my truth Fr so stop projecting you on me
I came up my peers still broke, yu mad Like Fukk Dat Gotta Do witt me

We was inna same class now im Goin up u still in Last
Nigga Get a bag
How u Grown and broke shit make me Laugh

Nigga tried to rob me tried to Kill em twice i was so mad

Middle skoo you call me For sum Help because yo ahh Got slapped

Nigga tried robbin me i Had to bukk em
Bitch tried to kill me Shot Her and Her brudda
Nigga Dissed me so i pulled up and swissed cheesed
Him and His people yea i put em under

.45 yea Da big bitch soundin Like thunder

No Lie i still Hit Likks Hotter Den summer

Deuce ian turnin shit Down, Yes you can Like Obama
But i ride w Da K Like osama

Nigga on my Dikk so bad
Nigga ain wanna shoot wen it was smoke, tellem ain Hea Fa Dat
Nigga ain wan sell no pint, Dese niggas Dont wan Get no bag

But niggas think im post to Give em money, Guz Dey From my
Past

Nigga tamat Deuce remember school, but we in Different class
Police took my Gun so i bought .45 stole 2 Different straps
Nigga Fukk a tit Fa tat
I pullup 1st Dont Double bakk

Dey robbed my patna
Bro Like Deuce wassup
Im tryna Handle Dat

Dey robbed my patna
Told em Dont een worry ima Handle Dat

Niggas on my Dikk so bad was broke but ain een Get no Help
Niggas Left me inna shed alone Dass why im so Fa self
Never Got no Help so i'm confused why niggas For Help
Never Got no Help i even asked, Dass why i robbed my Friends

Nigga said i wont Dass why i went Hit my patna again
Nigga tried stikk me so i put Da pistol on my man
And i'll Do Dat shit again
Ion Fw niggas
Left me Lone na every one wanna be my Friend

Left but i ran up Da money, now Dey wan come bakk again

Left me Lone wen i was broke and bummy, i thought we was twin

Niggas changed on me threw away Da key
But we was Lokked in

Bitches Give brain Fa Free
Kno Dat vibe not Fa me Dat bitch iss not ten, nothing
Cant Leave Da House if i cant bring my Gun
Dese Hoes call me Daddy but i want a son
Said a nigga robbed Deuce im Like nigga name 1
Nigga want smoke w Deuce im Like nigga which Gun

When iss slow inna trap nigga iss time to Hunt
Take all Da Drank and Da weed Juss For Fun
Ik it ain shit in yo car pop Da trunk
Ik you a bitch Guz u Gave Dat shit up

I was Lookin For Drugs tryna Find me a plug,
Tryna Get rich stakk Dat shit all Da way up
I was Lookin For Drugs tryna Find me a plug
Nigga tryna Get rich ian Lookin For Love

I was Lookin For Drugs tryna Find me a plug
But i Fukked around Found em i Looked inna mirror
I went onna Likk nigga tamat He Gon be Da Lookout
I Hate Hittin Likks w Dis nigga

Rondo was Door Lokkin strikin Fa cars wen He Fukked around crashed
Went and pikked up my nigga

Niggas From school Hit me up Like please Deuce Fwm
Bakk Den Dey ain Fw a nigga

Bitches be choosin she Diggin Dis yung nigga shit
Bakk Den she wouldn't Fw a nigga

I stayed robbin For Drugs i was Lookin For a plug tryna sell Dis shit
I Fukked around turned to Da nigga