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SonReal

Double Down

 

Double Down

(album: Nobody's Happy All The Time - 2022)


Double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself
Imma make sure this felt
I don't got chips on nobody else

Ain't nobody do it like I do it
When I'm doing what I'm doing
I been proving I don't really need a genre
Don't need drama to get my stock up
I talk big but I back it up often
Out in LA I been packing up songs
And they'll outlive me til I'm packed in a coffin
'Bout to make a splash splish splash like dolphin
Hate need space yea back the fuck off me
I make noise like sirens
I treat doubts like a lil orange pylon (skreech)
Swerving in and out with my 8 ball jacket
If I crash this gon be the beat I die on, I've worked
Over time as an underdog
Now this upper cut to your upper jaw
Messing up ya repertoire
I just do it for my repping dogs
Cuz I know that they've been reppin dog
Nahmsaying

Double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself
Imma make sure this felt
I don't got chips on nobody else
I just double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself
Don't hit me on my cell
Imma ring work till I ring bells

Double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself
Imma make sure this felt
I don't got chips on nobody else
I just double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself
Don't hit me on my cell
Imma ring work till I ring bells

Holy guacamole I been holding holy water
Ever since my daughter gave me power
Give my gift that's a baby shower
Instant destiny Tame Impala
Building this ain't take an hour
Brick by brick it became a tower
Who you know do it better then the bruh bruh
I came up on Noreaga yelling what what
Bending genres in a figure 8
It's like a figure 4 when I'm on a roll
Album mode I been in the woods
But bet I'm back like Tiger Woods
No these here ain't Balenciaga
I save the grip in my dusty cargos
Talk to myself and I trust the convo
Cuz all I said was

Double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself
Imma make sure this felt
I don't got chips on nobody else
I just double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself
Don't hit me on my cell
Imma ring work till I ring bells

Double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself
Imma make sure this felt
I don't got chips on nobody else
I just double down, double down, double down, double down, double down on myself
Don't hit me on my cell
Imma ring work till I ring bells

done

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