Twin Sisters
One night I stayed round, now I know my way round
I used to wonder what the pillow saw, when you're face down
I've been fucking twin sisters, they don't make the same sound (uh)
I know this weight upon my shoulders got me feeling way down (uh)
You ain't gotta move my head bitch, I know my way down (yeah, uh)
I said I'm on my way, she asked me if I've eaten
I said "Yeah b, I just had some spaghetti bolognese"
She called me tight cause I ain't turned left when stepping on the plane
Well I used to spend my money like it's never gonna rain, then it rained
Then I had to separate the pressure from the pain and let it rain
I couldn't sleep when I had cases
Even though I rest my head on covered pillows, let me explain
When you never had a scooby 'bout a movie
I was a juvie on duty, no remote pressing play
You ever lost someone you never cherished, till they perished
So many of my bredrens, just a memory in my brain
My nigga fell, victim to liquor and died from failed liver
We still gon' pour Henny on his grave
When they bury me, my headstone should read
R.i.p, never been buried on a stage
If a pagan wanna locate us
I guarantee they may have to donate blood
I'll get away with murder in these OJ gloves
Turn off the life support, bro gave up
One day we'll all sleep, and won't wake up
My nigga done his bird and gave no names up
That's why my circle don't rotate much
Babes I'll be back soon, don't wait up
One night I stayed round, now I know my way round
I used to wonder what the pillow saw, when you're face down
I've been fucking twin sisters, they don't make the same sound (uh)
I know this weight upon my shoulders got me feeling way down (uh)
You ain't gotta move my head bitch, I know my way down (yeah, uh)
(Boom) this ting that I was fucking introduced me to her cousin
I said fuck it, let me open the discussion 'bout a threesome
I ran through bitches I don't treat them
Take man's mrs, have em' looking for his girl like Liam Neeson
I just got released from the belly of the beast
I've been chilling for a minute, now I'm turning up the heat, I'm elite
Apparently they miss me in the streets, so I'm back part three
Like I'm 'bout to make history repeat
I never leave my business unfinished
There's been times when I've had to burn bridges
Other times when I've had to get wicked
Like niggas must've got this ting twisted
I splash man and make them spill liquid
My dawg got convicted
Importing bricks through some text messages that he thought was encrypted
I'm still putting money over bitches
Still gotta roll with it, guess I'm just another black statistic
And I ain't gonna quit cause I'm addicted
I'd rather be the villain than the victim
I copped one of my girls some Chanels cause she let me use her kitchen
And when we do our thing we don't kiss
'Cause I don't know where your lips been (boom)
My ting's different from the rest (baby girl)
And that's word to the nipples on your breasts
I beat the pussy up and get dressed
I'ma holler you tomorrow, get some rest
One night I stayed round, now I know my way round
I used to wonder what the pillow saw, when you're face down
I've been fucking twin sisters, they don't make the same sound (uh)
I know this weight upon my shoulders got me feeling way down (uh)
You ain't gotta move my head bitch, I know my way down (yeah, uh)