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Double Black

by Knucklez

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I'm bout to pop

Blow two stacks at dispensary
Smoke it all at one shot.
I'm something he can never be
Gotta find ya own walk.
I'm Air Max in Gucci
We're decades past the loose leaf.
These tinctures and these dabs
Got me floating by like Boosie.

Double gats
Double black.
Might blow yo bubble back
Walk away wit all the duffle bags.
Go get cash
Expose the rats.
Then show up like the Orkin man
Wit both hands blowing gats.

Don't make yo children orphan fam
I blow you out like snorkel sand.
Welcome to cancel culture
Y'all the next Torkelsons.
I'm made of cash
I made the dash.
And I'm tryna make Stacy's ass
If her husband ok wit dat.

Heavyweight
Never seen.
Never touch it never busted
Counting cash and always free.
Think of cake
Think cream.
Both come from white
They mother name is Tiffany.

3 years
Did hard time.
In my trunk was 20 shotguns
My waist a small 9.
DT's got me
Lips sealed.
Did my sentence like a menace
Housing Unit from stabbing Jakes real.

Talk time
My minutes up.
Richard Mille not for me
I'm more tactical and like blood.
Swiss piece
In some swiss sheets.
He double crossing me
I turn that bitch feet to swiss cheese.


Millis beams
Drilling teams.
We show up like some roughnecks
Wit pipes for you little g's.
I'm uppercase
Another case.
Of cash for the stash
Might buy up another state.

You never safe
I'm never scared.
Spinnin Styles P
While Bone Crushing up some fuckin hash.
Blowin dabs
No clothes off racks.
I'm custom fit the oven mitts
Place the pies on the racks.

My room full of Nikes
Done caused some hating likely.
Feeling sorry for yourself
While looking at what you might be.
I pull it out
Then empty that.
That can dumped out
Like you came to collect the fuckin trash.

I'm bustin back
Good luck wit that.
Hit you twice in the head
Ain't no wraps helping double taps.
It bubble back
Then double math.
1 gram of bake to every 8
That's how you keep em coming back.


3 years
Did hard time.
In my trunk was 20 shotguns
My waist a small 9.
DT's got me
Lips sealed.
Did my sentence like a menace
Housing Unit from stabbing Jakes real.

Talk time
My minutes up.
Richard Mille not for me
I'm more tactical and like blood.
Swiss piece
In some swiss sheets.
He double crossing me
I turn that bitch feet to swiss cheese.

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released July 6, 2021
Instrumental by 808 Mafia from Yo Gotti Dopechella featuring Rick Ross

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Knucklez Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Now understanding his younger ways errors he expresses his pain through the Mic in every facet.
After walking away from a 22 year career as a chef and walking away from the streets as one of it's few long term survivors. He has found himself in entertainment.
Knucklez learned that sometimes walking away is really just finding your way back to living
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