Letra de 2.0
Why you always gotta call my phone up
Goddamn you should leave me lone bruh, bruh
I'm not the one that you used to know yeah, I'm not the one that you used to know, yeah, I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yea, yeah, 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0
You wanna see me stressin don'tcha?
Well my bad I keep flexin' on you, sorry not sorry
Never there, I'm reppin home bruh
8-6-0 you know the numbers and you know the story, yeah
Fuck that shady shit my guy, yeah, yeah
Why you talking on the side?
I been killin shit for 5 years, man this ain't overnight
Got my homie on the line, he said "boy, its your time, yeah"
Damn, I used to get beat up, aye
Now they call me genius
Nah, I don't kick my feet up
I just hit the booth and re-up
Damn right, I'm conceited
I been pimpin' since the fetus
Used to be all Chivas Gold...
Now I'm workin on them reasons for a pre-nup, boo
Damn right she let me beat it bro
After that she still said I was a cheap-o, though
Why you always gotta call my phone up
Goddamn you should leave me lone bruh, bruh
I'm not the one that you used to know yeah, I'm not the one that you used to know, yeah, I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yea, yeah, 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0
I dont move backwards, yeah I'm always on that new shit
Imma go cash this check, and then I'll cop a new whip
Lord knows I deserve it, I been workin goin stupid
Fuck my past, I'll move out west
In that case cop a roofless, yeah
You knew this, Yeah you knew this was comin
I been tryin to reach the summit
Back when Nick cannon was drummin, I mean...
Nearly a bun in the oven
Kimberly pink ranger crushing
Yeah I'm always up to somethin', that's me
Yeah I know you feel the boy
And the boy gonna fill the void
Can't play me, I'm no toy
Dont hit me on the joint
No time for that shit
Green bubbles make me sick
Yeah, I'm tryin to get rich
Green faces, thats it, oh
Watch me step up in the spot, I do not tiptoe
You stuck outside up in the cold, I'm on the list, so
Karmas a bitch, that's what you get for talkin shit though
Why you always gotta call my phone up
Goddamn you should leave me lone bruh, bruh
I'm not the one that you used to know yeah, I'm not the one that you used to know, yeah, I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yea, yeah, 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0
Damn!
Goddamn you should leave me lone bruh, bruh
I'm not the one that you used to know yeah, I'm not the one that you used to know, yeah, I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yea, yeah, 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0
You wanna see me stressin don'tcha?
Well my bad I keep flexin' on you, sorry not sorry
Never there, I'm reppin home bruh
8-6-0 you know the numbers and you know the story, yeah
Fuck that shady shit my guy, yeah, yeah
Why you talking on the side?
I been killin shit for 5 years, man this ain't overnight
Got my homie on the line, he said "boy, its your time, yeah"
Damn, I used to get beat up, aye
Now they call me genius
Nah, I don't kick my feet up
I just hit the booth and re-up
Damn right, I'm conceited
I been pimpin' since the fetus
Used to be all Chivas Gold...
Now I'm workin on them reasons for a pre-nup, boo
Damn right she let me beat it bro
After that she still said I was a cheap-o, though
Why you always gotta call my phone up
Goddamn you should leave me lone bruh, bruh
I'm not the one that you used to know yeah, I'm not the one that you used to know, yeah, I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yea, yeah, 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0
I dont move backwards, yeah I'm always on that new shit
Imma go cash this check, and then I'll cop a new whip
Lord knows I deserve it, I been workin goin stupid
Fuck my past, I'll move out west
In that case cop a roofless, yeah
You knew this, Yeah you knew this was comin
I been tryin to reach the summit
Back when Nick cannon was drummin, I mean...
Nearly a bun in the oven
Kimberly pink ranger crushing
Yeah I'm always up to somethin', that's me
Yeah I know you feel the boy
And the boy gonna fill the void
Can't play me, I'm no toy
Dont hit me on the joint
No time for that shit
Green bubbles make me sick
Yeah, I'm tryin to get rich
Green faces, thats it, oh
Watch me step up in the spot, I do not tiptoe
You stuck outside up in the cold, I'm on the list, so
Karmas a bitch, that's what you get for talkin shit though
Why you always gotta call my phone up
Goddamn you should leave me lone bruh, bruh
I'm not the one that you used to know yeah, I'm not the one that you used to know, yeah, I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yea, yeah, 2.0 now, yea, yeah, yeah I'm 2.0
Damn!
