Shy Glizzy - Double 00 Lyrics

(Buddah Bless this beat)

These niggas like to hate, that's why I play it safe
Say, "What's today's date?" Bitch I don't know, I sell weight
Feel like every day's my birthday 'cause bitch, I get cake
Damn near felt like an earthquake, our opps just got erased
Natural born killer, that nigga 'bout his business
I gotta ask for forgiveness, ain't talk to God in a minute
And if my niggas want ransom, then you better hope they get it
I'm screamin' "F*ck cancer" hope my granny keep livin'
My son gon' be a king, he won't see the shit I've seen
I'll talk to him, and tell him he can be whatever he dream
'Cause dada had a dream, just like Martin Luther King
Down the mall, across U.S.a., on niggas TV screens

I just got some new ice now, and I feel a little cooler
I got me some new hoes now, and I feel a little smoother
Sellin' glizzies to your block, like f*ck your little shooter
Big money, shit, bitch, f*ck your little moolah
You know I keep it G, so don't ask me 'bout no ho
She belong to the streets, but my bitch belong to Marq
And, yeah, I came from nothin', my favorite number double O
Yeah, I'ma keep thuggin', baby, 'til it's time to go

I feel like I'm blessed, ayy, I feel like the best
I just got an AK, yeah, I feel like Malcolm X
F*cked her in my Adidas, only thing I dream about is sex
We f*cked inside my Maybach, yeah, I put her bow blast
And they call me the realest nigga, if you didn't know
It's Glizzy, Glizzy, be my name got weight just like gold
And we can off your children if you motherf*ckin' troll
I just want a billion, that's my long-term goal
You say you gettin' money, well, I'm really gettin' money
Remember I was poor, I used to look at Mr. Drummond
We not a competition, I just keep on shittin' on 'em
F*ck what a hater thinkin', I'm a real big homie

I just got some new ice now, and I feel a little cooler
I got me some new hoes now, and I feel a little smoother
Sellin' glizzies to your block, like f*ck your little shooter
Big money, shit, bitch, f*ck your little moolah
You know I keep it G, so don't ask me 'bout no ho
She belong to the streets, but my bitch belong to Marq
And, yeah, I came from nothin', my favorite number double O
Yeah, I'ma keep thuggin', baby, 'til it's time to go

By the time I'm sixteen I'm gonna have a Lambo' and a Ferrari
And a Bugatti, all the cars that swerve and go fast