Double Dutch

[Boy Blu]
To the top from the bottom I give it my all
The devil keep playing in my face
But i still find a way to stay strong
Some days I can’t fight the feelings
Temptations keep on steering
The day I faced all my fears
The day I looked into the mirror
And from that day on
I knew I would prove them wrong
And from that day on
I knew I would prove me wrong
It was set in stone
Had No place to call my home
Them days haunt me the most
It was set in stone
Not a dollar left to my name
But a dream I couldn’ let go
Hiding behind the scars
Still weighing down on my heart
Fall again and I fade
I’m just looking for grace

[Hector Vae]
Me and my demon in sync
I call that shit double dutch
Its one me two straps
I call that shit double clutch
Im tryna tell bro calm down
Sometimes he be doin too much
He told me he dont give a fuck
He thinkin bout killin some
Black coupe with the suicide doors
I been drivin some depressing shit
I been driving me some emo shit
Start none it won't be no shit
Im standing on top of this black truck
On some primo shit
You a lil man sold grams
We was movin kilo bricks

[Boy Blu]
How u gone throw them rocks
And hide yo hand
Shit Don’t make no sense
How bout for once u learn How to be a man
And stand on ten
Yeah I got some regrets
But keeping you where u at
Won’t ever be one of them, yeah
Riding that fence
I went and made the decision
In my best interest , I did
Fuck it I did it It’s done
It’s bout that time that I go on a run
Bitch I’m Not 3 not 2 I’m 1
Don’t Give a fuck what they say
I’m still screaming out MUD
Bitch

[Dorado]
Primo got locked for another one
That ain't shit, got enough for a couple of em
He gone spin it right back with a muzzle on it
Brodie got him a couple of hunnids on him

If he spinnin ahain its a one and done
Probably sinning again, ain't no holy son
He be grinning bout shit like its such and such
Probably did it again like its nothing much

Tattoos, you can see all my scars they calling me muddy mexican
We the ones who came from nothing but mud now we poppin out in expensive shit
Black coupe, and the ceiling got stars, i don’t even gotta drive the bitch
Countin commas in the back of the maybach, and i ain't trynna brag bout shit

(i know my brodie, my partna, my primo gone ride till the mf grave
I made my way up so don’t give a fuck if you bitches got something to say
It’s way to much treachery up in these streets so you best get the fuck out my way
Whenever i pull up im in the-
Whenever i pull up im in the-)

[Hector Vae]
Black coupe with the suicide doors
I been drivin some depressing shit
I been driving me some emo shit
Start none it won't be no shit
Im standing on top of this black truck
On some primo shit
You a lil man sold grams
We was movin kilo bricks