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nick grant - two sides lyrics

[intro]
yeah

[chorus]
they some two+faced n+ggas, they got two sides
i don’t let it get to me, i just woosah
problem is, everybody think they tupac
spittin’ on the competition, that’s my new style

[verse 1]
okay, baby .380, come get your tubes tied
they too p+ssy like a n+gga who got two wives
uh, brand new mercedes, hey, what it do? huh?
your lady gave a cool vibe as i flew by
okay, n+ggas count me out, man, i know that they miscounted
this for those who doubted, yeah, they must be on that powder
money go, i follow, man, these hoes know my body
never number two, but let’s get this sh+t started (ayy)

[refrain]
i put in work, talk last, cash first
money always get the last word
i don’t feel a need to talk to these n+ggas

[chorus]
they some two+faced n+ggas, they got two sides (two)
i don’t let it get to me, i just woosah
bullets flyin’ ’round your melon, these ain’t fruit flies
shawty ’bout to drop it lower, must be two sides
[verse 2]
oh, yeah, they think they sl!ck as f+ck, these n+ggas cliquin’ up
they puzzled when i see ’em, i say, “the jig is up”
i got a bone to pick like the first of the month
you a diamond in the rough, but we got different cuts
she gon’ make a real n+gga get it up
she gon’ get it, get it, get it up
single and it’s juicy, should’ve signed with big and puff
they ain’t on nothin’, they nothin’ like us
n+gga, please
they was sleepin’, now my life is like a dream
top+tier n+gga, she gon’ cry when i leave
watch a fake n+gga switch on you like the beat
bubba chuck, boy, this shooter got somethin’ up his sleeve
what? what? what? what?
noreaga, n+gga, what? what? what?
what you say about a real n+gga, huh?
why you hatin’, n+gga? hard work, no luck

[refrain]
i put in work, talk last, cash first
money always get the last word
i don’t feel a need to talk to these n+ggas

[chorus]
they some two+faced n+ggas, they got two sides
i don’t let it get to me, i just woosah
problem is, everybody think they tupac
spittin’ on the competition, that’s my new style
[refrain]
i put in work, talk last, cash first
money always get the last word

- nick grant lyrics

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