[Intro: Deuce]

They know I came to set it off

God let me know I can let it off

You see my cross? Yeah, it never falls

So you know it's on till the break of dawn

[Verse 1: The Truth]

Yeah, I make the green grow like I'm horse shit

And I'm one of a kind like Picasso's portrait

I'm killing rap, boys, and I'm going psycho

Riding through the night like my name was Michael

It's all gravy like I'm sitting on mash

I'm spending money like I'm swimming in cash

From grams to halves, zips to quarters

Guiding two birds like I'm fucking Larry startin'

I'm holding front, ain't you glad?

Got a problem? Pop off, only hoes get mad

The trey Five-seveN, don't let it catch you slip

Billy the Kid, boy, I'm on some cowboy shit

I'm a grown man, the whip ain't got rims

I'm from LA, homie, I don't rock Timbs

Pops had to go, so I grew up quick

Life is a bitch, looking back on this shit

[Chorus: Deuce]

We ride, we roll, and everybody here knows

That I kill these flows, they keep saying "oh no"

They know we for real, and that's for sure

When I grab the wheel, Truth's got the dough

We ride, we roll, and everybody here knows

That I kill these flows, they keep saying "oh no"

They know we for real, and that's for sure

When I grab the wheel, Truth's got the dough

[Verse 2: The Truth]

The Truth, motherfuckers, this is my summer

Watch me talk dirty like a nine hundred number

Fuck your girlfriend then throw away the rubber

This is your job, take a hold of her

Bitch, open your mouth, I'm Weston Dental

Your man ain't balling, that whip is a rental

I'm a born felon, I don't obey the law

I run this shit, Mr. Pepto Bismal

They on me, dawg, these fucking kids

Like a newborn on they mama's tits

Valet out the keys when I pull that whip up

Hit you for your chain if I catch you slip up

No, I can't stop like an ongoing hiccup

These fake motherfuckers I'm so sick of

They can try to run, but they can't hide

This ain't Raging Waters, I won't let 'em slide

[Chorus: Deuce]

We ride, we roll, and everybody here knows

That I kill these flows, they keep saying "oh no"

They know we for real, and that's for sure

When I grab the wheel, Truth's got the dough

We ride, we roll, and everybody here knows

That I kill these flows, they keep saying "oh no"

They know we for real, and that's for sure

When I grab the wheel, Truth's got the dough

[Verse 3: Deuce]

I speed write while I'm blindfolded and tongue-tied

They say I'm number one in the booth with no tries

I say I'm having fun 'cause my shit's got nine tiles

Platinum, win 'em all, and, yeah, Undead's got Nine Lives

City after city, yeah, my crew gets airtime

Witty, he's so witty, but he's right at the same time

Yuma's rolling with me like it's Em and Dre and Fiddy

God, I know you're with me; when I'm gone, I know they'll miss me

Grab the mic, I'm like a hero from the afterlife

Now it's time to show these people what my skills are like

You don't know what's been on my mind

Grab that loot and take what's mine

Trying to interview me, you're like, "What's your life like?

I seen you on K-ROQ like, 'Yo, that shit's tight'

Heard you on your page, I was like, 'Yo, that's Deuce, right?'

A million fucking plays now, it's on like game time"

[Chorus: Deuce]

We ride, we roll, and everybody here knows

That I kill these flows, they keep saying "oh no"

They know we for real, and that's for sure

When I grab the wheel, Truth's got the dough

We ride, we roll, and everybody here knows

That I kill these flows, they keep saying "oh no"

They know we for real, and that's for sure

When I grab the wheel, Truth's got the dough