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[Intro: 38 Spesh]
Huh, yeah, huh

[Verse 1: 38 Spesh]
Now when I jumped off the porch, was probably near four
The game was easy like I declare war
Now steppin' on bricks what I stand for
And I sold more synthetic sh*t than a hair store
I send chicks to the airport
With bricks, and if they happen to get pinched, it's their fault
Go head snitch, I dare y'all
Got on the line with the cops and died, now that's a fair call
Y'all was there when I fell off
Shoulda been cautious 'cause losses make a real boss
And my pain gon' wear off
When you taste defeat, you see it's sweet like bеar claws
The reason I don't answer thеir calls
What they're re-ing up with, I done spent on a pair of drawers
You don't know what a square cost
Got three pairs of white ones without the Air Force

[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
Yo, here's a little tip for my n*ggas who lettin' go all these rounds
Before they pick you up, get the rest of your story down
I know the game, these minor adjustments I'm callin' out (Callin' out)
You know I raised the kind of wolves you gotta pet with a .40 cal'
I need a hundred, and they ain't tryna settle (f*ck that)
At Magic City, in this Dior hoodie, snaggin' on my bezel
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout no gangster sh*t, we connected out the country
When you finally meet the Butch, it's like you sittin' down with Bumpy
You seen me with the chopsticks when I heard I got my spot hit
Grammy-nominated, and on a FBI watchlist
I used to drop the whole thing, I used to leave the pot bent
They never gave me no game, I used to teach 'em pot tricks, yeah
You know I still get the work price cheaper than whoever you know
My plug get the door with the TV on Telemundo
Two-fifty, all doves, three bags when I place a order
The only thing I'm scared of is God and a tape recorder
[Verse 3: 38 Spesh]
Huh, ayo, I'm hot enough to sit and chill in a fire pit
Show me who the best, I'ma kill the entire list
Drugs that I sell make you feel a higher bliss
Two things I hate, bills and IRS, huh
But I'm all about buildin' alliances
Buyin' properties, gettin' deals on appliances
A scientist in his drug dealer environment
A jungle, my b*tch got the skills of a lioness
To get a hundred mil' require risk, huh
So l'ma ride this b*tch 'til the wheels is tireless
My hustle is real inspirin', retirin'
After sellin' pills in the hills of Ireland
You gon' catch chills when the choir riff
I know if you deal with entitlement, I feel my spider sense
Make y'all kneel to Iron Fist
The steerin' wheel in my whip can conceal an entire brick
Trust