Got me, you got me, you got me, you got me...
You got me...yuh (2manytimez you got me...)

2manytimez you got me (Yeah)

2manytimez you got me fucked up
I be tryna chill
What's the deal?
No discussion
Fuck how you feel
Where my bud? Lemme roll dis blunt up
You on my line again
Wit a whole lotta nun' much
So tell me wassup?
Said tell me wassup
Ain't got no time for no games
I stay unplugged
Bitch I be up up
Stackin' up all my dubs bruh
I done been around yo bitch and back
Before the sun's up
Keep that on hush-hush
Keep that on hush, when I'm in the cut
Smokin' on my blunt
Countin' up
I don't need no artificial, show me luv
I'm lifted up yuh
Said we good dis side, can't fuck the buzz up
But it's all luv bruh
So catch me winnin', I'm livin'
Shit hittin' different, I'm shiftin' all my attention
To givin' and manifestin' my vision
This shit was written for me
Said fuck a movie, dis a scripture story

2manytimez

2manytimez (feat. Immortal Burrito)

2manytimez (prod. Immortal Burrito)

Convert a red ball point into a red dot
I'm used to making something outta nothing
When I started, never had a squat
hop on a beat, I get to blacking out, 
they thought I went goth, 
they ain't scratch the surface, 
this a paint job.

Fully loaded with a rhyme scheme, 
I'm looking at you mumble rappers, like I hate y'all
been doing this half my life to up my skill and y'all shat on my dreams.
Heard them joints you put out, 
it sound like you don't try at all.
No wonder why my fans complain about why I ain't drop in so long
Coz y'all making the same 3 songs in your catalogue
Gimme a BPM, body it, send it back to Avalon
I school niggas tryna school me, fuck a decathlon

Up in the morning smoking Doobie
I bagged the baddest bitch the night before
unlocking her freak
might go in for another round, then send her back to the streets
give her my jacket 'fore she go, 
must be cold in a two piece
I'm in hibernation for the summer, 
prepping my next release
this not a vacation, 
this a game plan for a better technique
I don't make Maggi 2 minute music,
I got something to say when I speak.
Go big or go home, it's in my name,
not my physique. 

Preach

Young Biggy 
B-I-double G-Y 
Flame flicker in my eyes
Set the building on fire

Y'all niggas ain't real, fuck all your lies
you niggas ain't really holding it down, it's CGI
I'm a
fact checker, 
I got real steppers on my dial
Big tremors
Pull up to your shindig, 
put the swagger on a stretcher

Bet you niggas couldn't walk a mile in my Adidas
I just made 'em look fresher

Feel like Jigga, feel like Weezy 
can't decide which Carter
Fettuccine or Linguine,
you can keep the lobster
if my bitch a pescaterian,
I'll starve her.
Don't take me serious, 
I don't want you to think I'm a monster
But 

Nice guys finish where they started off.

Bad guys finish what they started off
Sink or swim, ain't tryna drown
Tank full of sharks
We in this bitch, put on for my city,
Youngest one in charge
I'm 1 of 1
You and I different breeds
This ain't Noah's ark
This what I bleed, 
these words I speak,
You call it rap, I call it art,
Amphetamines,

A way of life.

This the life I chose.

Stood my ground, misunderstood,
For Doubling five toes

Holding my family down, 
don't miss the days when I was 
dead broke
and I was the only child, coz then my sis wouldn't have a big bro.

Yeah, I'm DEVO til I die, 
Bitch I'm C-E-O
Tryna hate, 
bitch don't kill my vibe
I been breaking doors.

Young Biggy 
B-I-double G-Y 
Flame flicker in my eyes
Set the building on fire

Y'all niggas ain't real, fuck all your lies
you niggas ain't really holding it down, it's CGI
I'm a
fact checker, 
I got real steppers on my dial
Big tremors
Pull up to your shindig, 
put the swagger on a stretcher

Bet you niggas couldn't walk a mile in my Adidas
I just made 'em look fresher


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