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Real street n***a sh*t The Butcher coming, n***a (Yeah) My n***a Chamberz in this b*t*h (You ain’t been through nothing we ain’t been through, n***a) Big BSF, big Griselda (You ain’t make nothing we ain’t make, n***a) Emerged from the slums, I had to get it off the corner Rest in peace tats and tees is all on us I still got fiends that owe me since back in ‘98 Trapping out their crib, bagging up on nine plates Always had beef, so I stay with the Butcher Four cellphones like Master P, I got the hookup Mac with the extendo, 200 air holes Quick to let it fly off funny vibes and weirdos Black Timbs, bloodhound brim to the death of mе Grab a passport for any jet that’s next to me If I go brokе, I hit the strip, that’s the recipe Ain’t 3 for 10, it’s 5 for 20, I changed the energy Locked down, 52 card over push-ups Now I take flights every morning when I look up Could tell by the pendant, I’m still independent Yeah them n***as signed, but they know we’re nearly winning What’s up I had to get it off the corner Late nights to the morning Take flights, yeah I’m on it I had to get it off the corner I had to get it off the corner Late nights to the morning Take flights, yeah I’m on it I had to get it off the corner Yo This for Louis V that ain’t out yet and paper that I ain’t count yet Them hitters pop up on you unannounced like a house guest I used to go and gamble my strip money and bounce that Now a n***a pay quarter-brick money for outfits Higher prices for the coke and we riot when it’s smoke Water dripping, jewels like a fire hydrant when it’s broke What you know ‘bout getting up early, fire in the roach Fiend at my trap, 8 am, whining for the dope? I’m a chemist, n***a, I could teach science with a fork Christian Dior kicks, Gucci tiger on my shorts I adapted quick, I feel like this was made for n***as I sold dope, tools, shot and robbed, and prayed for n***as Y’all should be giving me thanks, I’m literally great, I’m rich I could turn a hood b*t*h into Hilary Banks I met a plug last week, now he’s sending me freights Now I’m out feeling these safes like M&T Bank, yeah My last album was in Grammy conversation You ain’t lit ‘til you hit a b*t*h with Grammy nominations Uh, the feds don’t believe I’m up from getting merch off So I’m getting stopped by TSA with the search dogs Let’s go I had to get it off the corner Late nights to the morning Take flights, yeah I’m on it I had to get it off the corner I had to get it off the corner Late nights to the morning Take flights, yeah I’m on it I had to get it off the corner
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