W-2 Lyrics

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Douly G, Douly G, Douly G, uh

Douly G, Douly G, Douly G, uh

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And I cut all the fake ones out of my circle, I ain't playin' cool

And I ain't doin' no features for free

If you think that I'm taxin', I'm dubbing you too (W-2)

And I'm always gon' stay independent, these labels be scoffin' rappers out their shoes

And I learned how to follow my instincts, I don't give a fuck if I'm breakin' the rules

And that's why I put on for the MOB, we keep our heads high, nigga win or lose

And don't ask what I jack, cause I'm cool with the niggas who jack me, I don't pick and choose

And my pops always told me that soldiers barely even sleep, so why would I snooze?

It's ironic, they don't got a clue how I was feeling blue, now I'm countin' these blues

And I like when my women look cozy, but it's even better when they come in twos

And just cause your shit was a wetty, you don't got a honey, this ain't Winnie the Pooh

If I tell her to come get some grata, she gon' leave her friends and do what she do

After rounds, we could make a move

Catch a flight, go and catch uhhh

And I know she get spicy when she in the mood

And we in the party, said she want the crew

Four-five-six, we in four-five whips

My life's so cozy, got nothin' to prove

Popular ghost, she tryna be my boo

I got fans bumpin' in Japan

Sike I lied, I'm trappin' out the Honda

I used to stash the money in the binder

Stayed out the streets, thank God I never signed up

And I cut all the fake ones out of my circle, I ain't playin' cool

And I ain't doin' no features for free

If you think that I'm taxin', I'm dubbing you too (W-2)

And I'm always gon' stay independent, these labels be scoffin' rappers out their shoes

And I learned how to follow my instincts, I don't give a fuck if I'm breakin' the rules

And that's why I put on for the MOB, we keep our heads high, nigga win or lose

And don't ask what I jack, cause I'm cool with the niggas who jack me, I don't pick and choose

And my pops always told me that soldiers barely even sleep, so why would I snooze?

It's ironic, they don't got a clue how I was feeling blue, now I'm countin' these blues