Eddie Himself Williams - 2's and Few's (feat. 1Preme & A.Trenia) Lyrics

Himself Williams
I done checked the buck from a Czechoslovakian slut
I done pushed the pack from Pakistan
You gotta understand
We ain't the same hustler, no matter how you compare it
I used to really wrestle with that dope, Kerry Von Erich
Half my family was on that dope, mimic and parrot
Having sessions in the back room with the straight shooters sharing it
That's gospel, and if a nigga feel hostile, hit my jack
We can have a pow wow, you can pull up and pow pow
Shit, I'm strapped, I don't f*ck with rats or snakes
All octane, no brakes
Half these niggas is fake, the other half is the jake
Coke, fish scale, price great, right up my alley
No shake, big lumps, whiter than a Trump rally
Tally up the box scores, make a hoe into her cock sore
Tell them niggas cop heavy, where it came from, it's a lot more
I'm sure not giving a f*ck about f*ck niggas
And if you're not chasing the buck, good luck nigga
I keep some dope off in her house, and my dick off in her mouth
We ain't gon' go back and forth, cause it ain't shit
Else to talk about my best price, I'm giving it
Best life, I'm living it
I would try to link with these boys, but shit, I'm ignorant
Me and Preme dream big, I mean the Sauer with the Sig
We vacuum sealed and board the plane, some shit we really did
I really mean it
Diplomat status, get on some king shit
Louis Loaf, introduce your slut to some clean shit
You already know how we rock
Louis Loaf up, introduce your slut to some clean shit
The difference between me and you
Is all the shit that I've been through
You won't believe the things I do
Just to get my Two's and Few's
I just wanna get my revenues
There is nothing else I'd rather do
Just my Two's and Few's
Which means will never lose
Aye, check it
So many times I done f*cked up and got it right back
I couldn't keep a job, I made sure to keep a pack
I don't speak to these niggas, I be speaking in these raps
Niggas talk bad about me, but be leaving out the facts
It be hard to smile now, cause this shit so real
Blood in, blood out, yeah, that's the only deal
Plays running through Phoenix, nah, I think I'm Bradley Beal
Scarface, singing to them hoes, screaming like I'm Seal
I got ARs, FNs, they know I got a batch
Nigga, watch your tone with me, ain't gon' be no shouting match
Yes, I know, I know the real bitches, they ain't waiting on me
Hear that shit when I talk, it ain't no debating on me
Shit be so foul to a player, it get flagrant
Brody, Louis, V, Cali, Dream, she gon' smell the fragrance on me
If getting money was a crime, shit get contagious on me
Aye, me and cuz getting money, shit contagious on me
The difference between me and you
Is all the shit that I've been through
You won't believe the things I do
Just to get my Two's a Few's
I just wanna get my revenues
There is nothing else I'd rather do
Just my Two's and Few's
Which means we'll never lose
Which means we'll never lose