Double Up Video (MV)

Double up, three or four times I ain't tellin' no lies
I just run it up, never let a hard time humble us
Double up, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two, that's time, I got
To you, that money
My dreams come true
My life in diamonds
Who knew?
Who knew?
Who knew?

Turned seven to a fourteen
Fourteen to a whole thing
Lord knows it's a cold game
Switched up on you hoes, man
Big body take both lanes
Backseat, blowin' propane
All black, five gold chains
Young rich nigga bossed up on his own, man
My new shit sound like it's Soul Train
Tookie Williams over Coltrane
Eric B by the rope chain
R-S-C, we fosho bang
Tiny Locs and they go crazy
What you know about the dope game?
Was you born in the 80s?
Did your mama smoke cocaine?
Have you ever seen a whole thang?
Was you drove to the streets
'Cause you grew up on short change?
F*cked up when the dope age
It remind me when these rappers drop duds and they quotes change
Had the part wit the low fade
I would stand in front of Nick's wit' my sack for the whole day
Drive-by's, that was road rage
Then we park and hop out
Learn levels to this whole thang
Old school, play the O'Jays
Tryna make a slow change
Mama still slavin' for a low wage, tryna

Double up (yeah), three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies
I just run it up, never let a hard time humble us
Double up, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two, that's time, I got
To you, that money
My dreams come true
My life in diamonds
Who knew?
Who knew?
Who knew?

I'd leave it behind if you let me
Ironic, I'd drown just to hold you down
I jump off the ledge if you with me
I bring you up, you just let me down
Let me down (uh, let me down)
Need my "All Money In" chain too
Let me down (woah) (let me down)

It's hard to catch what you can't see
I grew up to be who I wanna be
So, the more niggas talk I'ma shine
Might of been way before its time
Posted wit my back against the wall
Life is a bitch but she mine
The rag six deuce, yeah, it's mine
The Westside too, yeah, it's mine
What you know about
Your poster on the wall at the dealership?
Leave her in the bed, legs tremblin'
Gettin' banged on for your Pendletons
What you know about
Your response be the reason you exist?
Lucky I ain't get caught up in the twist
Young nigga blue pager on my hip, so
As the champagne spill
And the car accelerate
And the beat gon' cry
I be goin' to the bank at least three, four times
Gettin' handshakes from the branch managers
We keep doin' fly shit when the camera's cut

Double up (yeah), three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies
I just run it up, never let a hard time humble us
Double up, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two, that's time, I got
To you, that money
My dreams come true
My life in diamonds
Who knew?
Who knew?
Who knew?

I'd leave it behind if you let me
Ironic, I'd drown just to hold you down
I jump off the ledge if you with me
I bring you up, you just let me down
Let me down (let me down)
Let me down (let me down, look out, look out)