[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 shit 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***as 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 (Fuck that)
At Magic City, in this Dior hoodie, snaggin' on my bezel
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout no gangster shit, 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 bitch got the skills of a lioness
To get a hundred mil' require risk, huh
So l'ma ride this bitch '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