Ah Butcher comin´, nigga Hit-Boy The Army is doing something about the weather Ah, yeah
I´m back, nigga Yeah, I´m back, nigga Fuck niggas is talkin´ ´bout? Fuck all that "Who the best" shit This and that Y´all know what the fuck it is when n- Ah The Butcher comin´, nigga
Yo, last year was ´bout brandin´, this one about expandin´ Caught a flight to Cali, made twenty ´fore I landed This rap shit easy, tell the truth, I can´t stand it If I ain´t have these Fs, I´d put a brick in transit Ask about me, all I did was get advice from niggas who sellin´ white
Threw the money on the table before the plug set the pricе I was eager, ain´t no tomorrows, I could be dеad tonight I was seasoned like patent leather, Jordan 11 Mike I need a trunk full of cash, my foot stuck to the gas That´s a buck in the stash, doin´ a buck and a half I hung with hustlers, guys who sold hundreds of bags They front you so many onions that it come with a jag The life of niggas who live it, the price for niggas who did it Hoes fall in love when you look like a nigga who get it
I know how it feel when they don´t like that you did it different ´Cause they dickridin´ trends just like them niggas you mimic (Yeah) I was young in my prison phases, how you know you really gangster Jail cells while I learned decision makin´ Fifty grand in the ´frigerator, living room, killers waitin´ Plastic on the floor like we renovatin´ This not for kids so you gotta excuse it Yeah, I don´t spend enough on guns, but a lot with the jeweler I spent a bunch on guns in the lot with the jeweler Then bought a crib for my bitch and gave a block to my shooters Who you know that tote Glocks and sold rocks to abusers?
That did record breakin´ numbers, broke locks for the movement That was me with no pops, my coke spots was exclusive Walk around with this froze watch ´cause no opps wanna do it
Let´s go, nigga Fuck is you talkin´ ´bout? Eastside Buffalo shit, nigga Montana shit 1300 shit Free all my niggas, free my nigga Ceas´ Free my nigga Duffle Bag Free my cousin Dat You know how we do this shit Big Griselda, big BSF, nigga My nigga Hit-Boy on the track, nigga
We smokin´ shit, nigga Huh, fuck nigga Griselda
[Pain In Da Ass] Now buddy, I´m gonna tell you a couple things and you´re gonna listen Once you get into this family, there´s no getting out This family comes before anything, it´s a thing of honor Takes time and memoriam, I mean you-you survived the streets That´s almost like basic training You´re a soldier now, and the number one rule in this army is making money This is a business, it´s a pyramid Money goes up, shit goes down
If there´s something to be sold, we´re there We´ve always been there You´ve got the top ten position, and for what? Because you´re a good earner, and you´ve got your honor Not like these other fucks that act like they´re made of honor When all they are is certified bridesmaids You keep that Benny, and now it´s your turn Okay! I´m reloaded!