Deuces

[Intro: Lil Skies]

Uh, one time for the, one time for the

Huh, one time for the

Look

[Verse 1: Lil Skies]

I'm wearing all gold like a king

Rubies with the diamond rings

Fuck the bling, chasing dreams and serving it to the fiends

I'm a minor in his cold mind with the cold mind of Einstein

Dropping knowledge every line

I'm god, they can't tell me nothing

Why is you bluffing? I'm the topic of discussion

Faded off this Robitussin

I'm a Nikon to my youth, lyrical in the booth

Captain of my troops, letting loose, I'm busting on her tooth

My flow nasty and grimy, promise I'm back at it

Smashing all you rap faggots who always been backstabbing

Teachers told me, "Focus", but fuck it, I'm writing lyrics

Raising spirits, holy and gifted, I hope you hear it

I only fear god in the odds of being odd

Without a prod, rappin' everyday like it's my job

I know that's the motion, wrap my Jimmy in a Trojan

Before I swim in the girl's ocean

It's funny how they think they know me

My mind's suicide, yet, I'm feeling too alive

See me and Neek we rise above the hate

Niggas faking, wanna be Adjacent

Working on my education

Tryna make it to my destination

But me, being me, I just wanna get high

Ride past pretty bitches, here em all say hi

But, hey!

Life's a game but this ain't no fucking 2k

Don't give a fuck about what you say

[Hook: Lil Skies]

I'm chucking up the deuces, bitch

I'm chucking up the deuces, bitch

Said, I'm chucking up the deuces, bitch

I'm chucking up the deuces, bitch

Im chucking up th-

[Verse 2: Neek & Lil Skies]

I'm having visions of givin', givin' up on this competition

And saying, "Fuck it man", and givin' in to the opposition

But then I start having visions of how I was sitting

At my desk in sixth grade writing rhymes in my composition

Of the curvin' life I'm livin'

If that ain't too fulfilling than I don't know what's appealing

It's like everytime I write

My future life becomes revealing

But, it's crazy 'cause the future is still so concealing

Layin' back with my eyes on the ceiling

Can't even tell you what I'm fuckin' feeling but I'm thinking 'bout a million

A million damn ways to help my mom care for the children

New cup, new crib

Yeah, that's a good-ass feelin'

Givin' up on the world

And no longer givin' a fuck 'bout a girl

'Cause when you worry 'bout girls

That shit will fuck your the world

'Cause you gon' say, "You're my world"

Then buy her diamonds and pearls

But in the end, she gon' switch up

Man, that's the way of the world

So don't be trustin' these girls

They all they slick but greasy like Jheri Curls

On a scale from 1-10

We masterminds with the pen

As we sit in the wind

Write rhymes they comprehend, so!

[Hook: Lil Skies]

I'm chucking up the deuces, bitch

I'm chucking up the deuces, bitch

I'm chucking up the deuces, bitch

I'm chucking up the deuces, deuces

I'm chucking up the deuces, deuces

I'm chucking up the deuces, deuces

[Outro: Lil Skies]

Bitch, bitch, bitch, ha-ha!

I'm chucking up the deuces

Neek, we ballin' in a new way

I pull up with a new wave, a new wave, a new wave