Peezy, Jeezy, Real Boston Richey – 2 Million Up (ft. Rob49) (Audio, Lyrics)

Listen to the remix for the “2 Million Up” song by Peezy, Jeezy, Real Boston Richey, featuring Rob49. The piece was produced by CeeStackz. Listen, buy, read the lyrics, stream the track.

Peezy, Jeezy, Real Boston Richey 2 Million Up

Peezy, Jeezy, Real Boston Richey – 2 Million Up (ft. Rob49) (prod. CeeStackz)

18 November 2022
1 Song, 3 minutes
℗ 2022 #Boyz Entertainment LLC / EMPIRE

Lyrics

[Chorus: Peezy]
If we locked in, ain’t no switchin’ up
Brodie came home, went to pick him up
Nigga killed my mans, I’m riding with a picture of him
Shoot back to the crib, went to pick the switches up
Stolen Trackhawk, got it tinted up
Caught him outside, now he in a blunt
Ain’t no fallin’ off, I done put two million up, nigga
Ain’t no fallin’ off, I done put two million up

[Verse 1: Real Boston Richey]
Uh, brodie came home, same ol’ shit
Know I’m dead wrong, still front his ass a brick
Ayy, gave him ten bands, had to equip him with a switch
Stupid with the blick
I don’t even know why I gave a nigga this shit
Now we right back in the shit
Goin’ through it at home, but I don’t even wanna date another bitch
Bust down AP two tone, either way I ain’t playin on my wrist
We been thuggin’ long, I know I’m dead wrong, I know you pissed
But tonight, bae, I can’t make it home, I gotta bust my licks
Nigga play, I drop a bag, now that’s another hit
Mmm, get some head, go take a bath, then switch another fit
Pops told me if you could make it out, then you could fuck the bitch
I been waking up, gotta bust my ass ’cause he wasn’t born rich
You know how it get, brodie caught a couple cases, but we all know how it went
Couple niggas died from the other way, I don’t know who spent
When I hit the D, Peezy pick me up 580 Benz, mm-mm-mm

[Chorus: Peezy & Jeezy]
If we locked in, ain’t no switchin’ up
Brodie came home, went to pick him up
Nigga killed my mans, I’m riding with a picture of him
Shoot back to the crib, went to pick the switches up
Stolen Trackhawk, got it tinted up (Yeah)
Caught him outside (Yeah) now he in a blunt (Woo)
Ain’t no fallin’ off (Peezy, I got you, nigga), I done put two million up, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain’t no fallin’ off, I done put two million up (Let’s go)

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
Play with me and mine (Mine), then them switches coming out (Boom)
Ever go broke, then them dishes coming out (Haha)
Right hand to God on that Pyrex stand (Stand)
Take the lid off the pot, get them paper towel ready (Now)
Heard you sold a brick or two (Two), don’t make you a trapper (Nah)
Over twenty million sold (What?) and that don’t make me a rapper (Yeah)
Nigga screaming real, his whole life phoney (Phoney)
He’s a actor, either way your Al Pacino or you Tony (Yeah)
Biden hit my line, said that I should meet with him (Yeah)
Told him on his way out, he best be freeing Meech ‘n nem (Meech)
Fifty at a time, guess I was a 50 Boy (Boy)
Hit em’ right back, I need another 50 Boy
Jizzle what it mean when they say ‘it’s on da flo’? (Flo’)
If I gotta tell ya nigga, then I guess you’ll never know (Know)
Maybach Fenkell Ave, two-tone tinted up (Tinted up)
Me and the boy Peezy ’bout to fuck the city up

[Chorus: Peezy & Rob49]
If we locked in, ain’t no switchin’ up
Brodie came home, went to pick him up
Nigga killed my mans, I’m riding with a picture of him
Shoot back to the crib, went to pick the switches up
Stolen Trackhawk, got it tinted up (Yeah)
Caught him outside now he in a blunt (Yeah)
Ain’t no fallin’ off (Big 49, big 49), I done put two million up, nigga (Crazy, man)
Ain’t no fallin’ off, I done put two million up

[Verse 3: Rob49]
Yeah, Brodie came home (Phew), right back spinnin’
Try to teach him how to rap, but niggas scared ’cause he a menace (Yee)
Hundred thousand for the pendant (Yee), tried to tell em’ Izzy did it (Yee)
Trapping never was dead, them niggas scared, and don’t feel it (Yeah)
Police kicking down my door, they told me, “Freeze”, but I ain’t listen (Nah)
I’m the one that keep my mouth shut, I’ma stick to my amendment (Yeah)
When the last time you seen Unc’, I told them bitches I ain’t never see em’ (Yeah)
I can feel all that lil’ fuck shit in the air like Beanie Sigel (Phew)
That’s that shit that get you stepped on (Yeah)
I been flexin’ hard, I take care of fam’ with the trap money (Yeah)
Bad hoes boppin’ , look what money make a bitch do
49 got it
These niggas sicker than the swine flu, I trick her ’til her mind gone (Yeah)
Peezy, what it is? (Shit)
I think I been getting more money than 50 Boyz (Yeah)
Pull up big Lamb’ truck, it make a lot of noise (Yeah)
She ain’t trying leave ’cause I’ma buy her what she want
I ain’t duckin’ no smoke nigga (Pussy)

[Outro: Rob49]
Haha, you got that whole thing? (Keep that just like that)
Let me hear that from the top