Villain Park Double Up (feat. Trizz)
[Verse 1]
The streets is hot
Like George Forman, whippin' recipes on the block
I'm formin' a plot
To get out my situation 'cause f..ck niggas be hatin'
And only showin' love when you laid up in that box
Gotta maneuver different
Got me feelin' like Martha Stewart kitchen
Niggas always wonder what's up with my plate
Or bite the hand you feed 'em with and probably spit in your face
One of the reasons I developed all these villainous ways
My demeanor done changed
I look at life and don't see it the same
Dealin' with dеmons I don't think that the preachers can savе
Reciting prophecies out the Bible, keepin' my faith
Been on the road to riches, but it feel like I'm driven away
Losin' control
Been hard to cope with all this pain
It's a gift and a curse, these are the breaks
I sit and pray
Up to God, I'm hopin' it ain't too late
Can't even count how many times I done contemplated my fate, nigga
[Chorus]
That ain't enough, you better double up or triple that
West Coast niggas on the grind, we the gift of rap
Sippin' on some liquor, f..ck a shot, we need a fifth of that
Villains in black, you can catch us dwelling where them sinners at
That ain't enough, you better double up or triple that
West Coast niggas on the grind, we the gift of rap
Sippin' on some liquor, f..ck a shot, we need a fifth of that
Villains in black, you can catch us dwelling where them sinners at
[Verse 2: Trizz]
Double up, we was down to run amuck
In the truck, she talkin' that such-and-such
Get a buck, it's money over drama and a slut
On my mama, we was ridin' in a Hyundai for months
Car smell like skunk, it's a body in the trunk
Naw, I'm playin', we just hotboxin' blunts
Ride through with bond, smoke ridin' in the front
Slide through the drive-thru disguised for the lunch
I need my stuff and everything all at once
If you tough, I'm callin' some niggas to call your bluff
Had enough
They slackin', these rappers ain't half as rough
Bag 'em up
We crashin', these niggas is wack as f..ck
Add 'em up
My money be doublin', stack 'em up
Rack 'em up
You braggin' and boastin' and actin' blunt
I'm stuck up
If you ain't talkin' business, then shut the f..ck up
You done if you run up
Double it 'til the sun up, nigga
[Chorus]
That ain't enough, you better double up or triple that
West Coast niggas on the grind, we the gift of rap
Sippin' on some liquor, f..ck a shot, we need a fifth of that
Villains in black, you can catch us dwelling where them sinners at
That ain't enough, you better double up or triple that
West Coast niggas on the grind, we the gift of rap
Sippin' on some liquor, f..ck a shot, we need a fifth of that
Villains in black, you can catch us dwelling where them sinners at
[Outro]
So double up
Give it up
That ain't enough
So double up
Give it up
That ain't enough
So double up
Give it up
That ain't enough
So double up
Give it up
That ain't enough (That ain't enough, nigga, what?)