Lyrics Two Face - TJ $uavé

You're different my nigga
Chill out, why you got your foot on these niggas like that
Gotdamn

It's that nigga Mikey, checking shit like Nike find somebody like me
That's unlikely, I been killing shit since we was yepping
All up in our white-tees
If a nigga try me that's a body
Have you sleeping with the fishes like you fucking on a Pisces
I'm him, forever one of one dog never one of them
Kyle Watson with it how I ball above the rim
Only chasing figures blue strips thumbing them
Shorty wanting some of me cause I resemble none of them
Long as my niggas got my back I could never front on them
Me and Zo back to back, fineto it's done for them
On my grind all winter, even harder in the spring
Pop out and we gone ball until we fall like summer's end
Florida where we reside
Rill Spill the hardest on the South of the Eastside
Roll with us or get rolled on niggas better decide
Any nigga dissing on the gang know that he died
Only love the music, love the Fam, and all my me time
10,000 hour grind I could never cheat time
No boxing, but I swing for the green like tee-time
Rill Spill up next, fuck that now is the time

Yea nigga, let me tell you something
I was on a break, but you got me back into this shit
After hearing that, naw dog that shit was tight
YO

Rummage through his pockets after I popped them, I got them
Death before dishonor ya honor, I did it for my mama them
The Dalai Lama told me stack a few commas for common sense
Stack a few bills just to subtract a few bills
My incompetence had came with consequence
I never went to church I felt uncomfortable sitting next to them Protestants
Reaching in my pocket, paid my dues with broken promises
And broke the mold that molded me once I mastered these homonyms
My prominence going to be synonymous with 2pacolypse
Monogamous to the game I'm married to it's obvious
10,000 hours, way before we had an audience
Losing in a slapbox the only time I lost my confidence
Light a few candles because she say she the love the ambiance
Reminiscing on them school days
Good brain she made all A's, fat ass, we thought about that always
Running through them hoes that ran them Rockledge high hallways
Savages ran them hallways at McNair magnet
Them Cocoa niggas dropped more bodies than them Bussit challenges
30 under the 40, improper fraction
When they bussing at the party you better never lose your balance man
I am that man, do you understand
We can throw hands & I will pacman
Ovrflw niggas, that's my clan
It's Yajirobe boy