I might die
If I don't win
I don't give a hoe inch
My presence is gift
I won't give you a percent
I want my face up on a blimp
They replay me
You get skipped
Ain't that bout a bitch
But I ain't about a bitch
Don't you try that shit again
Fool me once
I'll ash my blunt
Think a bit
Learn from it
Cuz I don't preach or teach in luck
It's not a thing where I'm from
They labeled me as troublesome
But never as they son or dumb
Second grade I'm grown as f*ck
Ice cream truck
I'm re-in up
With money that I earned from lunch
Momma raised a hustler
Known to make a 2 from 1
Stack Mo
Made of pain & love
Aggressive
Lessons
Weapons Cleaned
Ain't seen as sus
You just down to
Turn the tide
City & pressure up
Give these demons all they want
I might die
If I don't win
I don't give a hoe inch
My presence is gift
I won't give you a percent
I want my face up on a blimp
They replay me
You get skipped
Ain't that bout a bitch
But I ain't about a bitch
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Back in this bitch
Backwards hat
No feeling
Ceiling, being or rat
Should ever try to hold me back
Get involved
You get detached
Get displayed
Now live with that
Eat the truth
Spew out facts
Breathe good karma
Blow good gaunga
My baby natural
Booty fat
Murals made
When I rap
You see the color scheme
I had dream
Didn't sleep
Bitch or weep
I just made it crack
Gave you art
They gave me scraps
System, World
Laced with traps
Disguised as love
Intent don't match
Compassion , Lust
Will get you trapped
Homies that dead from that
They did
I won't go through that
I alone move like a pack
Cuz time don't wait
Life is fast
One day you good
Next day you Suge
Nightmares
Keep on creeping back
This choice this move
Might be my last
Won't leave in cuffs
I'd choose a bag
Mobsters movies
Showed me that
It's hard to stand
As man
When you lie on your back
I lace my boots
And grab a mask
Won't fumble
Will not give a pass
Play me once
I learn from that
Each lesson is a dollar stack
I might die
If I don't win
I don't give a hoe inch
My presence is gift
I won't give you a percent
I want my face up on a blimp
They replay me
You get skipped
Ain't that bout a bitch
But I ain't about a bitch
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Deucestacks - Never 2nd Lyrics
Deucestacks - Never 2nd Lyrics
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I might die
If I don't win
I don't give a hoe inch
My presence is gift
I won't give you a percent
I want my face up on a blimp
They replay me
You get skipped
Ain't that bout a bitch
But I ain't about a bitch
Don't you try that shit again
Fool me once
I'll ash my blunt
Think a bit
Learn from it
Cuz I don't preach or teach in luck
It's not a thing where I'm from
They labeled me as troublesome
But never as they son or dumb
Second grade I'm grown as f*ck
Ice cream truck
I'm re-in up
With money that I earned from lunch
Momma raised a hustler
Known to make a 2 from 1
Stack Mo
Made of pain & love
Aggressive
Lessons
Weapons Cleaned
Ain't seen as sus
You just down to
Turn the tide
City & pressure up
Give these demons all they want
I might die
If I don't win
I don't give a hoe inch
My presence is gift
I won't give you a percent
I want my face up on a blimp
They replay me
You get skipped
Ain't that bout a bitch
But I ain't about a bitch
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Back in this bitch
Backwards hat
No feeling
Ceiling, being or rat
Should ever try to hold me back
Get involved
You get detached
Get displayed
Now live with that
Eat the truth
Spew out facts
Breathe good karma
Blow good gaunga
My baby natural
Booty fat
Murals made
When I rap
You see the color scheme
I had dream
Didn't sleep
Bitch or weep
I just made it crack
Gave you art
They gave me scraps
System, World
Laced with traps
Disguised as love
Intent don't match
Compassion , Lust
Will get you trapped
Homies that dead from that
They did
I won't go through that
I alone move like a pack
Cuz time don't wait
Life is fast
One day you good
Next day you Suge
Nightmares
Keep on creeping back
This choice this move
Might be my last
Won't leave in cuffs
I'd choose a bag
Mobsters movies
Showed me that
It's hard to stand
As man
When you lie on your back
I lace my boots
And grab a mask
Won't fumble
Will not give a pass
Play me once
I learn from that
Each lesson is a dollar stack
I might die
If I don't win
I don't give a hoe inch
My presence is gift
I won't give you a percent
I want my face up on a blimp
They replay me
You get skipped
Ain't that bout a bitch
But I ain't about a bitch
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
If I don't win
I don't give a hoe inch
My presence is gift
I won't give you a percent
I want my face up on a blimp
They replay me
You get skipped
Ain't that bout a bitch
But I ain't about a bitch
Don't you try that shit again
Fool me once
I'll ash my blunt
Think a bit
Learn from it
Cuz I don't preach or teach in luck
It's not a thing where I'm from
They labeled me as troublesome
But never as they son or dumb
Second grade I'm grown as f*ck
Ice cream truck
I'm re-in up
With money that I earned from lunch
Momma raised a hustler
Known to make a 2 from 1
Stack Mo
Made of pain & love
Aggressive
Lessons
Weapons Cleaned
Ain't seen as sus
You just down to
Turn the tide
City & pressure up
Give these demons all they want
I might die
If I don't win
I don't give a hoe inch
My presence is gift
I won't give you a percent
I want my face up on a blimp
They replay me
You get skipped
Ain't that bout a bitch
But I ain't about a bitch
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Back in this bitch
Backwards hat
No feeling
Ceiling, being or rat
Should ever try to hold me back
Get involved
You get detached
Get displayed
Now live with that
Eat the truth
Spew out facts
Breathe good karma
Blow good gaunga
My baby natural
Booty fat
Murals made
When I rap
You see the color scheme
I had dream
Didn't sleep
Bitch or weep
I just made it crack
Gave you art
They gave me scraps
System, World
Laced with traps
Disguised as love
Intent don't match
Compassion , Lust
Will get you trapped
Homies that dead from that
They did
I won't go through that
I alone move like a pack
Cuz time don't wait
Life is fast
One day you good
Next day you Suge
Nightmares
Keep on creeping back
This choice this move
Might be my last
Won't leave in cuffs
I'd choose a bag
Mobsters movies
Showed me that
It's hard to stand
As man
When you lie on your back
I lace my boots
And grab a mask
Won't fumble
Will not give a pass
Play me once
I learn from that
Each lesson is a dollar stack
I might die
If I don't win
I don't give a hoe inch
My presence is gift
I won't give you a percent
I want my face up on a blimp
They replay me
You get skipped
Ain't that bout a bitch
But I ain't about a bitch
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Don't you try that shit again
Writer: Matthew Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid