Two nine by M.duby Lyrics
Two nine. Two nine. Oh my
Oh my
Get it straight off the top thinkin’
Two nine, two nine, two nine
Twenty one, nine - nine, nine, nine
I just took a breath and you think I left dog
Who the hell is left in the ‘75 dog?
One I knew well lost himself in club songs
The other too concerned about the color of his neck dog
Bait to get a like when your shit ain’t off the hook
Tag to get a play otherwise you’re overlooked
Please tell me what fake internet points are really worth
Until it’s in a check really I don’t give a fuck
Tell me what the dealio is
Feel me for a second then you pull out old shit
If you want Salute you better stand up at attention
Want my old shit, then get it, that’s circa 2011
Damn, damn
This that 2000 forever
New slaps finna swoon; this the pre-mageddon
I been on the move ain’t no time for restin’
All of these investments have me feelin’ vested
Shouts out to the ones who ain’t made the wedding
True colors shine brightest in the darkest setting
Easier to justify these burnin’ bridges
Throughout all my curses I still reap the blessings, yeah
Prayers up to the ones that know
I don’t take disrespect - no
Have me aimin’ at your domes
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up - let it play
Ain’t no time to celebrate, we gotta bake the cake
I’ll do this until I fade; even on my birthday
Aye two nine, pour the rosé, aye
Two nine, still I get it poppin’
Out here pushin’ 30 while I’m Diddy boppin’
Young’n’s half my age steady inking up their face
From where I’m from that means you’ve been known to spray
From where I’m from that means you’ve had bodies slain
Let’s hope you don’t end up somewhere that you shouldn’t be
Let’s hope your trash blends well in the streets
Hate to have your name trending next to RIP
I’ve come to terms and agreement
I've had to take some personal bereavement
I know mumbling will pass - though I think it’s ass
Let the homies get their cash cause I’m still proud of y’all achievements
Let’s extend the game for ‘em
All change is good; it gets the brain stormin’
Plus this industry is still ran by filthy crooks
Get your paper while you can; hide it when they come to look
Duby back with the medicine
Flow like an antidepressant
Wait what I do next to the pendulum
Switch the balance up, two numbers got ‘em actin’ up
Two nine. Two nine. Oh my
Oh my
Get it straight off the top thinkin’
Two nine, two nine, two nine
Twenty one, nine - nine, nine, nine
Oh my
Get it straight off the top thinkin’
Two nine, two nine, two nine
Twenty one, nine - nine, nine, nine
I just took a breath and you think I left dog
Who the hell is left in the ‘75 dog?
One I knew well lost himself in club songs
The other too concerned about the color of his neck dog
Bait to get a like when your shit ain’t off the hook
Tag to get a play otherwise you’re overlooked
Please tell me what fake internet points are really worth
Until it’s in a check really I don’t give a fuck
Tell me what the dealio is
Feel me for a second then you pull out old shit
If you want Salute you better stand up at attention
Want my old shit, then get it, that’s circa 2011
Damn, damn
This that 2000 forever
New slaps finna swoon; this the pre-mageddon
I been on the move ain’t no time for restin’
All of these investments have me feelin’ vested
Shouts out to the ones who ain’t made the wedding
True colors shine brightest in the darkest setting
Easier to justify these burnin’ bridges
Throughout all my curses I still reap the blessings, yeah
Prayers up to the ones that know
I don’t take disrespect - no
Have me aimin’ at your domes
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up - let it play
Ain’t no time to celebrate, we gotta bake the cake
I’ll do this until I fade; even on my birthday
Aye two nine, pour the rosé, aye
Two nine, still I get it poppin’
Out here pushin’ 30 while I’m Diddy boppin’
Young’n’s half my age steady inking up their face
From where I’m from that means you’ve been known to spray
From where I’m from that means you’ve had bodies slain
Let’s hope you don’t end up somewhere that you shouldn’t be
Let’s hope your trash blends well in the streets
Hate to have your name trending next to RIP
I’ve come to terms and agreement
I've had to take some personal bereavement
I know mumbling will pass - though I think it’s ass
Let the homies get their cash cause I’m still proud of y’all achievements
Let’s extend the game for ‘em
All change is good; it gets the brain stormin’
Plus this industry is still ran by filthy crooks
Get your paper while you can; hide it when they come to look
Duby back with the medicine
Flow like an antidepressant
Wait what I do next to the pendulum
Switch the balance up, two numbers got ‘em actin’ up
Two nine. Two nine. Oh my
Oh my
Get it straight off the top thinkin’
Two nine, two nine, two nine
Twenty one, nine - nine, nine, nine