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double life - 1up tee lyrics

[intro]
have a speech on this b*tch
this my double life
sometimes, one ain’t enough, you gotta live two, you know?
can only speak for myself
1up sh*t
we goin’ upper
(eli, stop playin’ with these n*ggas, man)

[chorus]
he live a double life, he the troubled type (yeah)
apply pressure when he bust his pipe at the other side
but he still a good kid in his mother eyes (i swear)
she on the news confused, she ain’t know what her son was like (she ain’t know)
she ain’t know he lived that double life, out here pressing sh*t (pow*pow*pow*pow)
’cause when he home, he a respectful kid (brrat)
she think he innocent, she think he heaven*sent (i’m not)
but when he step out, he steppin’ like he devil sent (yeah)

[verse 1]
if my mama knew what i was out here doin’, we woulda got into it (man)
n*ggas copy everything i do, i’m they top influence (f*ck on)
’cause i been chewin’ (yop)
hoes mad, so sad ’cause they not included
i was that neighborhood smooth n*gga
went to school in some different school districts (man, on god)
played ball out there too, i drove a cool distance (you gotta know)
they was out there too privileged, actin’ like they shoot n*ggas
fantasizin’ ’bout the life i’m forced to live through, n*gga
that double life, life was different back when school was out (yop)
they studied the hood, that’s really all i knew about (you gotta know)
i went from pick ’em up, mess ’em up to ballin’, doin’ fraud (football)
don’t let these fake rap n*ggas’ songs influence you
was stick clutchin and sippin’, just another statistic
where i’m from, if they ain’t thuggin’, hoes ain’t f*ckin’ them n*ggas (yeah)
in the streets, he a demon, to his b*tch, he a sweet (yop)
he a cold n*gga, known to make these b*tches anemic (yeah)
[chorus]
he live a double life, he the troubled type (yeah, yeah, yeah)
apply pressure when he bust his pipe at the other side (yeah)
but he still a good kid in his mother eyes (okay)
she on the news confused, she ain’t know what her son was like (yeah, never know)
she ain’t know he lived that double life, out here pressing sh*t (he pressin’ n*ggas)
’cause when he home, he a respectful kid (okay)
she think he innocent (okay), she think he heaven*sent (yop)
but when he step out, he steppin’ like he devil sent (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2]
n*ggas trippin’, in a world full of lost souls (n*ggas gone)
generation full of young n*ggas who was taught wrong (n*ggas dumb)
breakin’ laws, but it’s crazy, ’cause the law broke
man, they used to try to play with me and they got balled on (swish)
if a n*gga actin’ for the hoes, get his jaw broke (b*tch)
get a n*gga stepped on like some raw dope (yeah)
remember me and gang mobbin’, had to walk home (mobbin’)
now kids askin’ us for pictures ’cause we all on (we the ones)

[outro]
he live a double life, he the troubled type (yeah, okay)
yeah, yeah, yeah
when he bust his pipe at the other side, yop (all my n*ggas steppin’)
still a good kid in his mother eyes (still good to his mama, though)
yeah, yeah, yeah, 1up sh*t
you don’t got to know

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