Duece Duece

[Intro: Left Lane Didon] Most infallible Left Lane Deuce Deuce Tre-1 Back Doe Lil Joe [Verse 1: Left Lane Didon] Peep Chase cash, break plates in half Turn elbows like Nate Diaz, I get busy At nineteen, I pushed a gray E Class Broke niggas used to hate me bad, my shit chilly Was baby Willie, now I graduated My city iffy sometimes I be moving like I ain't got no paper Operation operator But when you see me, keep your palms in your pocket, nigga, I'm out of favors I showed love, I can't love no more Niggas I grew up with, I can't hug no more, peep I'm connectеd, no underscore Pull the brooms out for thе sweep, you'll be done in four I reminisce about Rubin with a cloud and spliff Thinking "How does God allow this shit?", I feel broken They shot my nigga at the courts, I'm sick If the stars align, I'm off the hip, my fifth blowin' Blank stare as I'm facin' the world Dirty money on spin cycle, takin' a twirl Unquestionably thorough, shit, I'm radiant, dawg Heart in the right place but my brain in a fog I need a prayer or maybe I need some air Lil' brodie, I got pictures to paint, just bring a chair You call that nigga family, don't clip him, he get a fair But then again it always depends on what get you there, but yo Let's keep it player, I'm special with this I had to over-stand my lane then I connected the gift Knee-deep in this life, get the measuring stick They say "Lefty got a Medellin wrist, shit leapin'" Jumpin' out the gym, don't run out of wind Shooters on the bench and they checkin' in We 'bout to stress the league My wrist got its own necklaces, check the sleeve Stressed but I'm blessed to be Here [Interlude: Benny the Butcher] I wake up every day and think that same shit Y'know, life is 10% what happen to you and 90% how you react to it [Verse 2: Benny the Butcher] I was chosen to be a God and molded to be a boss I'm different, they get most of they info from readin' blogs, truth Then I probably see your future from readin' cards Sativa strains helped us mask the pain that we was caused, look You gotta cut the dead weight before you hit this level I couldn't judge him 'cause we all fightin' different devils First I dig a rapper grave but let him pick the shovel Uh-huh, and break up happy homes when I flick the bezel Yeah, these legends quote me out of respect When you got it for less, ain't hard to tell you got a connect I moved to the 'burbs from a corner house in the 'jects When the tables was turned, I flipped a quarter ounce to a check Let's go I made six figures easy, got it lick by lick I built my reputation up brick by brick, get my drift? Trap doin' numbers when it hit my shift West told me "Burn these niggas" then I lit my wick Let's go, niggas saw the wave and then they tried to steal it We the reason trap shit out of business Mixin' dope like I'm a chemist and my mom a witness Drug money paid the rent and she ain't have a problem with it This for my dogs who took a ride to get it and never made it back For that one pack, got hit with five offenses Crime-infested war zones, these places I was restin' The cradle I was nested, to make it I was destined Don't want me to leave, she said "Stay, let's chat or somethin'" But I had to breeze 'cause I know one day she gon' ask for somethin' It's in my DNA, I'ma be a great Yeah, sold out show in Philly at TLA These old hoes like these new thots, a few not usual Been groupies for thirty years, been to 2Pac funeral Told my daughter, "Can't nobody tell you you not beautiful" Shittin' on the mic cause ain't like a booth got urinals, yeah [Outro: Left Lane Didon] Let's go, nigga Ayo Left, what up nigga? Brrrrrrrrrrt The Butcher comin' Griselda, agh