2 of Everything

Two cribs, two cups, two bitches, two blunts, I'm too tough,

Can't drop my location, she

get too stuck,

Just watchin' all my moves, he on his ass, no, he don't do much,

I could read a fool a mile away, If you get too close, might reach in the coat

Get too packed, that boy's a ghost, I hop in the whip, you know I'm gone,

Niggas don't know what the fuck I'm on

Diamonds never made me feel no different,

I put pain inside these lyrics, Write them out, then make you listen,

There's too many ways to get it out the mud, I'm out there fishin',

Got two phones up in my pocket, My bitch thinkin' it's suspicious