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Artiste : Benny The Butcher
Titre : Back Again
Like a , uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
The Butcher comin´, nigga

Ain´t nothin´ like that first M, feel like I´m going on my second life
At times, I was staring down the barrel
I had to get my mind right and drive like Andretti
´Cause the further you go, the road to riches gon´ get narrow
This like y´all niggas third notice, I won´t say it four times
Lawn at my crib like a basketball court size
Six or seven years, I´ve been runnin´ shit and just getting started
Think about it, a nigga really might be all-time

Y´all know how I do this shit, gangstas back in this bitch again

Them gangstas back in this bitch again
I might throw on every chain, we push back to back foreigns like parades
It feel good to see some real niggas win, don´t it?
Y´all know how I do this shit, gangstas back in this bitch again
Them gangstas back in this bitch again
I´m sendin´ pics to my niggas, throwin´ parties on yachts
Get a block, make another mill´ and spend that shit again

Uh-huh, used to be a no-good stick up kid, traded that for a pot
Now when I bring that up, y´all getting sensitive
Ignoring me, telling a story along the premises

Of us finally finishing, turning that into businesses
Oh well, still talking coke sales
One brick, two brick equal what my show sell
Money in a suitcase like Deal or No Deal
I was good with no deal, told you I did wholesale
It´s like, one city, too much hate, three legends foresaw it
´Fore all this happened, I can picture myself war touring
Used to want a Ford Taurus, now I got like four foreigns
I´ve been playing soulful shit, listening to more Lauryn
Trap house the warehouse, I smoke all this gas like
My lungs I don´t care about, my condo won´t air out

I built this off classics, what happened? These rappers
They get off too easy, to me it´s just madness, but fuck it

Gangstas back in this bitch again
Them gangstas back in this bitch again
I might throw on every chain, we push back to back foreigns like parades
It feel good to see some real niggas win, don´t it?
Y´all know how I do this shit, gangstas back in this bitch again
Them gangstas back in this bitch again
I´m sendin´ pics to my niggas, throwin´ parties on yachts
Get a block, make another mill´ and spend that shit again, uh

Y´all know how I do this shit
Yeah

Gangstas don´t dance, we boogie to the boogie
Bang to the boogie, boo-boo-boogie
Gangstas don´t dance, we bang to the boogie-boogie

The Butcher comin´, nigga
When I´m back, y´all back
We did this shit again, Hit, uh
Don dada
You on one, nephew
Yeah, long time comin´
It´s time to put on, nigga
Yes, sir

You got the bag (Bag, bag)
Yeah, you got the cash (Money, money)
Yep, I got your back
With one phone call, got a new contract, like that
Yes, sir, from the streets to the suites
We try to keep it discrete
Ayy, Benny, I told you, nigga
Fifteen minutes on the phone, deal done
No games, man
Boss up, nigga
I told you what I said and I said what I meant
Now you doin´ it
Right on
Gangstas is back, nigga
Back like we never left
Gs up, haha