Deuces

Lyrics

[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