Tradition lyrics

[Intro: Last Days]
(D.Tracks [?])
L-L-Last Days, I'm checkin' in
Yeah

[Verse 1: Last Days]
Hunnid on my arm, yeah, that's forty karats (I'm blingin')
N***** dyin' on the spot if they try to grab it (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
I'm gettin' to the money, that's my only habit (That's my only habit)
Told my b*tch I'd rather die before I did it average (No lie)
So, I did it big like B.I. (Like B.I.)
You n***** spendin' tiny money like T.I. (Like T.I.)
I always been that n**** and you see why
I even took my money chances on the V.I. (On the V.I.)
Baggin' and flippin' like I was on the strip (Woo)
I came home more than rich, I made these n***** sick (Can't stomach it)
They had looks of disgust while gettin' on the bus (Hahaha)
I was thinkin' 'bout the loot while hoppin' out the coupе (Vroom)
We never been thе same n****, we different (Yeah, we different)
You was gettin' handouts while I was pitchin' (I was pitchin')
My mother really had work, was in the kitchen ([?])
We walk up and kill sh*t, not from a distance

[Chorus: Last Days & Benny the Butcher]
If momma got the money (Money), and poppa chase the money (Money)
Who am I to f*ck up tradition? (Woo)
Who am I to f*ck up tradition? (Woo)
Who am I? Who am I?
If momma got the money (Money), and poppa chase the money (Money)
Who am I to f*ck up tradition? (Woo)
Who am I to f*ck up tradition? (Woo)
Who am I? Who am I? (Yo, what I do? Uh)
[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
I took my b*tches to the mall, bought Gucci's in three sizes
I got mine hustlin' and duckin' police sirens (Huh?)
Find the blocks, lay it, then pay neighbors to keep quiet
I made work blow up in pots to beat prices (Yo, my wrist still good)
Skipped college, I could've won me like three Heisman's
The head a A+ but the pus*y a C- (Ahh)
Street n***** run the world, I'm active, we biased (Yeah)
Nowadays you gotta talk to a rapper like he wired
Uh, word to every half I flipped, I earned all the cash I get
Money under mattresses from cocaine establishments
I don't know who expected, one day I'd be too connected
I got a few Rolexes (What else?), designer shoe collection (Uh-huh)
Fonz doin' twenty, they could've booked us too (Free my n****)
I'm doin' better than the n***** that I looked up to
You know it's karma, money good, respect last longer
T-T-T-That's the type of sh*t I'm sayin' to my daughter (You givin' her game)
I ran up and down the block, used to take a week to sell a quarter
Now both wrists look like water (Let's go)
And I really did Fed time (Fed time), that stress on a n**** hairline
This game full of choker chains and hair dye
Let's go

[Chorus: Last Days]
If momma got the money (Money), and poppa chase the money (Money)
Who am I to f*ck up tradition? (Woo)
Who am I to f*ck up tradition? (Woo)
Who am I? Who am I?
If momma got the money (Money), and poppa chase the money (Money)
Who am I to f*ck up tradition? (Woo)
Who am I to f*ck up tradition? (Woo)
Who am I? Who am I?