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I came in with a couple dollars, hard flow that kick boxes
Big flow nigga word to Wallace
Selling coke no Pepsi products
All we wanted was a pot of gold
Didn't have no pot to piss in
Cooking rock on Mama stove
Didn't have no supervision
We was urban legends, we was superstitious
We was too familiar with our city nigga, I was the city's Jigga
Just a fat nigga with fat chains
Calories in every link
Jordan 7's, maybe 8's, mother fuck your Gucci sneaks
And your baby mama, that hoe a freak
Ride around in a old olds with gold mouth, mouth full of gold
Stomach pain not diagnose, time coming, nigga time close
Feeling like got something to prove to a bunch of nothings
Nigga how so, friends come and friends go
Never thought it'd be Gudda though
It's difficult when you ending something
And beginning something int he same flow
Best of luck to my best bro
Switch subjects for a new year and I changed schools
I copped four chains, 24 karat, all gold chains
Like Trinidad and Tity Boi, I mean 2 Chainz just times two

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “TIMES TWO”

  • Produced: CMBEATSMUSIC
  • Written: Desmond Henderson
  • Recorded At: Soul Asylum Studios
  • Release Date: August 28, 2020

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[Verse 1]

I came in with a couple dollars, hard flow that kick boxes
Big flow nigga word to Wallace
Selling coke no Pepsi products
All we wanted was a pot of gold
Didn't have no pot to piss in
Cooking rock on Mama stove
Didn't have no supervision
We was urban legends, we was superstitious
We was too familiar with our city nigga, I was the city's Jigga
Just a fat nigga with fat chains
Calories in every link
Jordan 7's, maybe 8's, mother fuck your Gucci sneaks
And your baby mama, that hoe a freak
Ride around in a old olds with gold mouth, mouth full of gold
Stomach pain not diagnose, time coming, nigga time close
Feeling like got something to prove to a bunch of nothings
Nigga how so, friends come and friends go
Never thought it'd be Gudda though
It's difficult when you ending something
And beginning something int he same flow
Best of luck to my best bro
Switch subjects for a new year and I changed schools
I copped four chains, 24 karat, all gold chains
Like Trinidad and Tity Boi, I mean 2 Chainz just times two

[Hook]

You represent will I represent just times two (I Did)
You fuck a check up I fuck a check up just time two (I Did)
You lit your neck up I lit my neck up just times two (I Did)
You whip a brick up I can whip a brick up just times two (I Did)

[Verse 2]

I’m thanking Mama did the best for me
As a young nigga she cared for me
I was in the game no ref for me, I never slept no rest for me
I was chasing death for my dead homies
Never surrendered my lunch money, my jewels chunky
Your niggas dusky
They rag tag, they snot nose, no new goals
Don popping nigga, Shawn popping we popping tags DMV goals
Our egos bruise egos (yeah yeah)
We ain't never been no emo's
If anything we control the view we remotes
We chimney's bruh we need smoke (yeah yeah)
I pulled up in that new sauce at the BBQ
Sound system gang banging bruh that's the whoopty whoop
My chains are interchanging that's cross color
I'm polarizing and enterprising I'm both of 'em

[Hook]

You represent will I represent just times two (I Did)
You fuck a check up I fuck a check up just time two (I Did)
You lit your neck up I lit my neck up just times two (I Did)
You whip a brick up I can whip a brick up just times two (I Did)

[Verse 3]

I came up from a muddy block, big pockets now money knots
Whipping rock is commonplace as soda pop
Juicy juices, Captain Crunch and Drake music, I'm so reclusive Nigga ask Tooty, nigga ask Tippy, I'm water whippy
My wrist's a fool

[Hook]

You represent will I represent just times two (I Did)
You fuck a check up I fuck a check up just time two (I Did)
You lit your neck up I lit my neck up just times two (I Did)
You whip a brick up I can whip a brick up just times two (I Did)