Oh well welcome to the album
I know y'all gon' f*ck with it
This that dreamer shit
Whip the beamer shit
22's f*cking gleaming
Yea I'm living what I say
Yea I mean the shit
And I don't mean to trip
I don't mean to slip
Deep in some conversation
And I got this blank face
Cause I can't erase
Cause I always look for trace
Of my old thing
Swear she left a stain upon my brain
Like a tattoo
That be ink'd up my veins
Yea I'm lost up in a daze
Can I ever feel again
Can I feel with out this pen
Feel like I'm heaven sent
But I'm hell bound
Everything I've seen
Turned me into what I am
At least I understand
What it's like to be man
As I jump from all that's passed
Man I'm hoping I'm gone land
On my feet or on my hands
I don't care
I just know that I can
Lemme burn this f*cking wood
So I can feel some type of way
And forget about my days
Lost up in a kush glaze
Smoking till I f*cking fade
Smoking till I f*cking fade
Smoking till I f*cking fade
Throw up deuce deuce
Now I'm 2 2
Everybody talking bout me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes
Yea the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
Yea that's deuce deuce
Throw up 2 2
Everybody talking about me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
I'm stacking flipping racking
Yea you know I get the macking
If it ain't about the green
Then I ain't really tapped in
If you need know why
I had put up bout 5 lies
Deep in about 5 bitches
Swerving lanes
Serving game
Young man I'm insane
God damn I need change
Should bring Obama back
And a clone of my bitch
Phat ass whole lotta that
2 better than 1
You cannot counter that ah nah
Yea I roll the shit
Then I smoke the shit
Then I wrote some shit
And then they notice shit
I ain't quoting shit
Pieces of me in others
So I store the shit
I'm deep into my brain
Come back to it
When I'm all up on the page
Toking grips and owning shit
Yea I own my whip
Plotting on that gold grill
Like I need money
If you got blunts
Then I got weed
Yea that fate is real stunning
Shorty nose be running
I be in that tunnel
Vision
It's a prison
But you I keep it g
I ain't bitching
Why you treating all f*cking the hoes
I ain't tricking
All that f*ck shit that with
I ain't in it
Greatest from city yea I been it
Now I'm gunning till I can't
Round drum clipping
I got 18's
1 inch off the ground
Look like I'm chopping blades
How I'm riding round
You buy the store
I buy the town
Chi city my stomping ground
Stomping ground stomping ground
Stomping ground stomping ground
Throw up deuce deuce
Now I'm 2 2
Everybody talking bout me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes
Yea the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
Yea that's deuce deuce
Throw up 2 2
Everybody talking about me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
Lord James - Deuce Deuce Lyrics
Lord James - Deuce Deuce Lyrics
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Oh well welcome to the album
I know y'all gon' f*ck with it
This that dreamer shit
Whip the beamer shit
22's f*cking gleaming
Yea I'm living what I say
Yea I mean the shit
And I don't mean to trip
I don't mean to slip
Deep in some conversation
And I got this blank face
Cause I can't erase
Cause I always look for trace
Of my old thing
Swear she left a stain upon my brain
Like a tattoo
That be ink'd up my veins
Yea I'm lost up in a daze
Can I ever feel again
Can I feel with out this pen
Feel like I'm heaven sent
But I'm hell bound
Everything I've seen
Turned me into what I am
At least I understand
What it's like to be man
As I jump from all that's passed
Man I'm hoping I'm gone land
On my feet or on my hands
I don't care
I just know that I can
Lemme burn this f*cking wood
So I can feel some type of way
And forget about my days
Lost up in a kush glaze
Smoking till I f*cking fade
Smoking till I f*cking fade
Smoking till I f*cking fade
Throw up deuce deuce
Now I'm 2 2
Everybody talking bout me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes
Yea the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
Yea that's deuce deuce
Throw up 2 2
Everybody talking about me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
I'm stacking flipping racking
Yea you know I get the macking
If it ain't about the green
Then I ain't really tapped in
If you need know why
I had put up bout 5 lies
Deep in about 5 bitches
Swerving lanes
Serving game
Young man I'm insane
God damn I need change
Should bring Obama back
And a clone of my bitch
Phat ass whole lotta that
2 better than 1
You cannot counter that ah nah
Yea I roll the shit
Then I smoke the shit
Then I wrote some shit
And then they notice shit
I ain't quoting shit
Pieces of me in others
So I store the shit
I'm deep into my brain
Come back to it
When I'm all up on the page
Toking grips and owning shit
Yea I own my whip
Plotting on that gold grill
Like I need money
If you got blunts
Then I got weed
Yea that fate is real stunning
Shorty nose be running
I be in that tunnel
Vision
It's a prison
But you I keep it g
I ain't bitching
Why you treating all f*cking the hoes
I ain't tricking
All that f*ck shit that with
I ain't in it
Greatest from city yea I been it
Now I'm gunning till I can't
Round drum clipping
I got 18's
1 inch off the ground
Look like I'm chopping blades
How I'm riding round
You buy the store
I buy the town
Chi city my stomping ground
Stomping ground stomping ground
Stomping ground stomping ground
Throw up deuce deuce
Now I'm 2 2
Everybody talking bout me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes
Yea the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
Yea that's deuce deuce
Throw up 2 2
Everybody talking about me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
I know y'all gon' f*ck with it
This that dreamer shit
Whip the beamer shit
22's f*cking gleaming
Yea I'm living what I say
Yea I mean the shit
And I don't mean to trip
I don't mean to slip
Deep in some conversation
And I got this blank face
Cause I can't erase
Cause I always look for trace
Of my old thing
Swear she left a stain upon my brain
Like a tattoo
That be ink'd up my veins
Yea I'm lost up in a daze
Can I ever feel again
Can I feel with out this pen
Feel like I'm heaven sent
But I'm hell bound
Everything I've seen
Turned me into what I am
At least I understand
What it's like to be man
As I jump from all that's passed
Man I'm hoping I'm gone land
On my feet or on my hands
I don't care
I just know that I can
Lemme burn this f*cking wood
So I can feel some type of way
And forget about my days
Lost up in a kush glaze
Smoking till I f*cking fade
Smoking till I f*cking fade
Smoking till I f*cking fade
Throw up deuce deuce
Now I'm 2 2
Everybody talking bout me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes
Yea the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
Yea that's deuce deuce
Throw up 2 2
Everybody talking about me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
I'm stacking flipping racking
Yea you know I get the macking
If it ain't about the green
Then I ain't really tapped in
If you need know why
I had put up bout 5 lies
Deep in about 5 bitches
Swerving lanes
Serving game
Young man I'm insane
God damn I need change
Should bring Obama back
And a clone of my bitch
Phat ass whole lotta that
2 better than 1
You cannot counter that ah nah
Yea I roll the shit
Then I smoke the shit
Then I wrote some shit
And then they notice shit
I ain't quoting shit
Pieces of me in others
So I store the shit
I'm deep into my brain
Come back to it
When I'm all up on the page
Toking grips and owning shit
Yea I own my whip
Plotting on that gold grill
Like I need money
If you got blunts
Then I got weed
Yea that fate is real stunning
Shorty nose be running
I be in that tunnel
Vision
It's a prison
But you I keep it g
I ain't bitching
Why you treating all f*cking the hoes
I ain't tricking
All that f*ck shit that with
I ain't in it
Greatest from city yea I been it
Now I'm gunning till I can't
Round drum clipping
I got 18's
1 inch off the ground
Look like I'm chopping blades
How I'm riding round
You buy the store
I buy the town
Chi city my stomping ground
Stomping ground stomping ground
Stomping ground stomping ground
Throw up deuce deuce
Now I'm 2 2
Everybody talking bout me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes
Yea the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
Yea that's deuce deuce
Throw up 2 2
Everybody talking about me
Like I'm evening news
Know that life goes the way you choose
Peace up and peace out
Yea that's deuce deuce
Writer: James Stewart
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid