DEUCE THE TRUTH - Think and Grow lyrics
[DEUCE THE TRUTH - Think and Grow lyrics]
I get the feeling that my time is coming
Although my wrist look like
It’s cool runnings from the Goat of rap and
God I’ve been summoned
Brought here to elevate educate
Continue to melanate
They try and steal the culture vultures
Get popped no hesitate I
Represent the people who struggle
And fight for change
Felt the cold winters lost niggas
I feel they pain
No peacoats or north faces when
Caught in the rain
So whеn they bustin in yo house
Then who’s rеally to blame
I’m living For the homies locked
For my children and ma ma
We finna kill it off of stocks
Reverse the curse of living scarce
Foreign whips I love dem cars
I love the ice I love the malls
I’m a king in designer 10% goes to the poor
We don’t do this for awards
They already judge us in the courts
But we do it trying to
Ball like on the courts of course
I mixed that 2Pac with that Nip!
With the homie from New York
With the hustle and the faith
Working off blessings from the lord
And I go crazy
Back to back beamers me and the lady over 80
I’m smashing down 80 the Bay made me
Check my cadence forever a Cal Bear
We made it life was crazy
Carrying XD’s you get stretched
On the pavement
Try to knock the hustle Blood is shed!
The shit is manny
I watched niggas quaterbrack the crack
On Sac like Tom Brady
Never sell yo soul even on the highest stages
The shit that we accomplished is amazing
Amazing
I told bra like to get better each time
Every project until you ascend to a new level
You know that’s nothing but the truth
But on the real
I’m just waiting on the world to see it
The same way I do the world
Cause the reward is in the journey
Timing is pivotal bra it’s time to go hard
Well it’s time to go harder
Pardon my manners I’m scarred up
All of the demons I fought em
Part of the reason that fall is
Never a season with me
Ice flash like strobe lights
Know the team is with me
I been patiently waiting like Em and 50
Red dot make a nigga stop
Know the beam is with me
Cause the money make the fam
Turn more than iffy
2ez 2luv I’m the heart of the city
Got a pretty bitch made up
With scars on her titty
My flow harder than mini
Mouse rats they get the blicky
Hood nigga that could sing
I’m really that gifted
But never will I sing I’m
Not knowing who did it
The rules of theirs damn
Game is very specific
Encrypted for the lost souls that was
Been lost on the mission
All fallen leaders either locked up
Dead or in prison
Hold ya head young king it’s
A sham from beginning
So when it don’t count we
Still ball from the scrimmage ballin
Although my wrist look like
It’s cool runnings from the Goat of rap and
God I’ve been summoned
Brought here to elevate educate
Continue to melanate
They try and steal the culture vultures
Get popped no hesitate I
Represent the people who struggle
And fight for change
Felt the cold winters lost niggas
I feel they pain
No peacoats or north faces when
Caught in the rain
So whеn they bustin in yo house
Then who’s rеally to blame
I’m living For the homies locked
For my children and ma ma
We finna kill it off of stocks
Reverse the curse of living scarce
Foreign whips I love dem cars
I love the ice I love the malls
I’m a king in designer 10% goes to the poor
We don’t do this for awards
They already judge us in the courts
But we do it trying to
Ball like on the courts of course
I mixed that 2Pac with that Nip!
With the homie from New York
With the hustle and the faith
Working off blessings from the lord
And I go crazy
Back to back beamers me and the lady over 80
I’m smashing down 80 the Bay made me
Check my cadence forever a Cal Bear
We made it life was crazy
Carrying XD’s you get stretched
On the pavement
Try to knock the hustle Blood is shed!
The shit is manny
I watched niggas quaterbrack the crack
On Sac like Tom Brady
Never sell yo soul even on the highest stages
The shit that we accomplished is amazing
Amazing
I told bra like to get better each time
Every project until you ascend to a new level
You know that’s nothing but the truth
But on the real
I’m just waiting on the world to see it
The same way I do the world
Cause the reward is in the journey
Timing is pivotal bra it’s time to go hard
Well it’s time to go harder
Pardon my manners I’m scarred up
All of the demons I fought em
Part of the reason that fall is
Never a season with me
Ice flash like strobe lights
Know the team is with me
I been patiently waiting like Em and 50
Red dot make a nigga stop
Know the beam is with me
Cause the money make the fam
Turn more than iffy
2ez 2luv I’m the heart of the city
Got a pretty bitch made up
With scars on her titty
My flow harder than mini
Mouse rats they get the blicky
Hood nigga that could sing
I’m really that gifted
But never will I sing I’m
Not knowing who did it
The rules of theirs damn
Game is very specific
Encrypted for the lost souls that was
Been lost on the mission
All fallen leaders either locked up
Dead or in prison
Hold ya head young king it’s
A sham from beginning
So when it don’t count we
Still ball from the scrimmage ballin