Текст песни Speedy - Nawfside Deuce

Free all my niggas Locked up
Miss my niggas Dead and Gone
Im trapping Hard my momma call
Like Deuce you coming Home
We winners in the streets
The only time we Lose when we Locked up ain't Free
This shit Hit close to Home
I miss the Guys that's Far away From me
Free speedy just came Home
Now you back Gone
I Hate the police
Soon as you came Home your pack it Got Gone
Then you blessed the streets
Ran that money up
If it was bond you a be right Here with me
This shit Hurt me
Cause i Felt Like you the only one that Fucked with me
100 Deep still Feel alone
I know these niggas wish i Die
Put my Head Down when they switched
I ran it up i did not cry
Niggas From my past Don't understand it
They Gone tell you lies
Some of it be true
Really came up off that savage Life
Nigga i just want to Get rich and sip my Lean
I wont beg no Hoe to stay
Go ask my Dukes I'm quick to Leave
My Favorite Hoe can't call my phone she Dumb as Fuck
Asked For a ring
Fuck a bitch i Gave my Heart to my stick
And my tongue in a pint trying to catch some more Zs
Fuck these niggas all that capping and Faking
The seen me wake up and they said i was changing
They mad niggas know they Held nuts on a nigga
Its only 1 way thats up when you come From the basement
Really Kick Doors Really Left off them poles
Nigga still selling Dope out the Bandos and Vacants
Still playing broke i'm still stiff on a Hoe
I still wear the same clothes
And they saying i'm changing
Chasing this money serving these junkies
Broke nigga Laughing that shit is so Funny
Still Got the strap on the west Like a Dummy
Heard niggas Plotting boy try run up on me
The Last Five summers that nigga been dead
In that same spot He thought He was Gone take something From me
Niggas be Like when you coming back
Home
In a minute
Cause niggas ain't sending my money
Nawl i'm just playing
I Don't Go For that
Play with my money
Would've been Had came back
Yayo Get out in a minute
Niggas who Ain't sending Him money but posting Him Finished
Yea nigga been in the kitchen
Really i been in the Lab
Nigga really a chemist
Remember i Finessed the Drank on the Nawf
Turned a Deuce to a Four i was Killing they kidneys
I never been a real plug
But i was capping when i Juuged the bags of the midget
Them niggas on the strip wasn't buying that shit
So i went to the Mexicans and upped my ticket
Middle school me and Brandon switched the bitches
Highschool my old Friends was scared ain't want to Kick it
So i said Fuck it
And Kicked in a Door Fucked around Juuged a stick
On the strip with my nigga