Left Lane Didon, Benny the Butcher - Duece Duece lyrics

Most infallible left Lane deuce Deuce tre-1
Back Doe Lil Joe

Peep chase cash, break plates in half
Turn elbows like Nate Diaz, I get busy
At nineteen, I pushed the great E Class
Broke niggas used to hate me bad
My shit chilly
Was baby Willie, now I graudated
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 show love, I can't love no more
Niggas I grew up with, I can't hug no more
Peep, I'm connеcted, no underscore
Pull thе brooms out for the 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 blowing
Blank stare as I'm facing the world
Dirty money on a spin cycle, taking a twirl
Unquestionably thorough, shit
I'm radiant though
Hard in the right place but
My brain in the fog
I need a prayer or maybe I need some air
With brodie I got pictures to paint
Just bring a chair
You call that nigga 'Family', don't clip him
He get it fair
But then again it always depends on
What get you there but yo
Let's keep it player, I'm special at 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 medial wrist
Shit leaping"
Jumping out the gym, don't run out of wind
Shooters on the bench and they checking in
We 'bout to stress to leave
My wrist got it's own necklaces
Check the sleeve
Stressed but I'm blessed to be, here

I wake up every day and think that same shit
Y'know, life is 10% what happens to you
And 90% how you react to it

I was chosen to be a God
And moulded to be a boss
I'm different, they get most of
They info from reading blogs, truth
Then I probably see your
Future from reading 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 fighting 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 move to the birds 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 doing numbers when they 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
Mixing dope like I'm a chemist
And my mom a witness
Drug money paid the rent then 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 offences
Crime-infested war zones
These places i would rest in
The cradle I was nested
To make it I was destined
Don't want me to leave, she said "Stay
Let's chat or something"
But I had to breeze 'cause I know
One day she gon' ask for something
It's in my DNA, imma 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"
Shitting on the mic cause ain't
Like a booth got urinals, yeah
Let's go, nigga ayo Left, what up nigga?
Brrrrrr the Butcher coming griselda, agh