The almighty
(Griselda)
Uh
The Butcher comin´, nigga
Let´s go

Uh

I´m black royalty (Royalty)
With black lawyers, I ate off the black market, so good luck blackballing in me
The ghost of ´Chine Gun Black hauntin´ me
I feel like I´m nuts ´cause every time I count up, them racks talk to me (Them racks talk to me)
And I just got a batch off of me (I did)
So the feds won´t back off of me
Took what the trap offered me (I did)
Uh-uh, I don´t got no gimmicks, you can feel the pain
Blood on the money when I get it, but it spend the same
This one for the family (Duffel bags)
I gambled like Vegas and drove with my life saving in the trunk of a Camry

If you never played with a fork, can´t understand me
All my niggas stood tall in New York like Marcus Camby
My aunt a Christian prayer, but I´m a distant player
That´s with the hoes, but in the kitchen, I´m a difference maker
Nigga, my fingertips stick to paper (Stick to paper)
It´s never enough ´cause half of it´s gone before I get the paper

Let´s go
Uh
This street gospel right here, nigga
You feel me?
I been had a strap

I got my first gun when I was fourteen years old
I got it from Conway
Shit a true story, I can´t make this shit up, my nigga (Can´t make this shit up)
I can´t make this shit up (I can´t make this shit up, nigga)
The Butcher´s coming, nigga (Ah)
Yeah

They gave me obstacles and they prayed I fell
I´m the one who front the hustlers whatever they could sell (What you need?)
Even if you feed ´em trust, they´ll tell
Nigga, I´m bagging up a brick while I play Adele
Balenciaga space kicks
You know the ones with no laces?
Been tied everywhere like Jay Prince
This for my niggas in the state pen´

Been down since ´08 with a case so weak, it don´t make sense
Get caught in that system
They treat you like a victim
They slaves, I made crizz in places you´d get a brick from
For that, federales and fans both want my picture
When the other side hit up my nigga, I cried a river (It´s on sight now)
Tougher than niggas that y´all call brave (What else?)
Standing over the stove wearing all our chains (Uh)
You my know MO is all raw ´caine
So many ballers in my trap, look like the all-star game

Let´s go, uh

Like I said
I´m ready whenever y´all niggas ready, man
Blood on the money
And blood on the wall
Blood everywhere, man, y´all niggas can´t fuck with me
Brrt
Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot
Ah