AAAK - Double Cup Lyrics

Damn, think I need some money, took a Nigga out of a blue strip, he can't see a hunnid
Niggas really just posted out in broadway outfit I know a nigga trappin' in broad daylight
I know he hustlin' Damn, he hit the streets too, I was f*ckin
With this bitch, but I found out she a fiend too

And I'm not splittin' the bag with two hoes, this is all my problems
This nigga flexin' his shitty ass G2, I think he need to stop it
And that shitty ass 380, throw it in the trash I call that nigga lacking, he's in the backyard
Cutting grass F*ck, I miss my dude's 5, his bitch had a

Rough life, said she got molested by two cops I'm off the drugs and I go hit the stew, so
I'm sleep deprived I can't process what's going on in life
I think I need time I can't express my feelings with nobody
I'm not feeling fine She told me it was hard for her to stay clean

But I know she trying I got these f*cked up thoughts in my head
And you know I'm fine I hit the stew and it's fresh, how I feel
I don't do no lyin' It's almost been two weeks and ain't no
Content, I don't know what happened The fool in the club all dressed up, got kicked

Out and sad, shit She was quick to do it when I know her, knows
Her And I'm cool with the foreign girls, f*ck the
Snowbirds I call that nigga lacking, outside of the
Mall and took the clothes from him Racin' nigga for the pink slip, let me have

The ticket I told his bitch, let me go and check on
Your phone, said she's using her dick I like the way that I talk on these songs
That's why I use the synthesizer This nigga reaching for my jacket, I'm finna
Shoot him out in public, I just caught this nigga lacking and working

Outside of Publix In his green uniform, we just made it out
To the show, girl, I just saw my way through the storm
That is not my bro's kid, I'm just playing for that day we used to be born
They made it where I can't have a gun on me, so I got a knife on me just so I can stab

A nigga I don't know that ghetto-ass bitch, that
Bitch ratchet, nigga I don't pop pills, dude, I got the double
Cup of lean I ain't wanna f*ck your baby mama, she a fiend
I heard she lost in the streets, she better go get that bitch anyway

I just hop on the beat and my emotions tell me what to say
I just hop on the beat and my emotions tell me what to say
I just hop on the beat and my emotions tell me what to say