Music: Jeremie Scorpio Pennick/Rory William Quigley/Justin Harrell/Demetrius Jackson
Be careful what you wish for, this type of cake you don't make with icin’
This shit come with snakes and an 848 indictment
The streets ain't safe 'til you straight, it could pay the piper
Y’all niggas only hate cause y'all broke and can't pay the prices (Gotta pay up)
I'm a twenty year vet, you know a boss don't talk (Bars don't talk)
I tore my old trap down so the walls don't talk
I press a button on this dash and my car gon' park (Benz)
We narcos, bricks in my engine like auto parts
They rise slow, but the fall gon’ be sudden
The rise gon’ be silent, but the fall gon' be public
So it’s all in or nothin', I got more of my thoughts and it's tuggin'
So I made work cartwheel in ovens
Thе rise and fall of another nigga caught up and hustlin’ (Another nigga)
It gеt hard for when jugglin', just might cause some destruction
Behind the line, Reggie Miller, shoot from long at the bucket
It's Butchie, I'm like the dealer, pull your card when you bluffin' (Huh)
I bought a crib and then it burnt down
Illuminati after me from all them deals that I turned down
My first meal was like my first thou'
But cookin' was my first skill, my chain's movin' like a first down, ah
Let's go
Haha
Ayo, it's certain parts of the game that we gotta accept
Even if we don't want to
Know what I'm sayin'? Ayo
I was inside of the slammer
Then I met a guy who had cancer that provided me answers
He said, "Make retirement plans first
Don't just work for the day, work for the days you can't work"
My hands hurt from feedin' the wrong goons
I got bite marks from slingin' this dog food
Millionaires in the wrong rooms
If his killer's there, make sure the silverware is the long spoon
You buryin' bread? You very misled
You gon' see that the weight you're carryin' dead
And, "These hoes are scary," I said
I seen them **** the whole city, move out and marry celebs
I kept the whole area fed
I was bringin' loud to the town when y'all was gettin' irie from dreads
Got rich from various meds
Told Harry, "Give me a beat," all the rappers in the area fled
TRUST
You can't really hide the scars of a crook, I'm a boss how I look (How I look)
You gotta get through me first before you could talk to the Butch
This ain't for the small bucks, this for the car and the truck
And the trust, you ever feel like dope money ain't enough? (Ain't enough)
You just doin' what you love and the shit, it give you a rush (Yeah)
And you look up and all of your niggas is gettin' cuffed (I swear to God)
The streets dead and who picture niggas just gettin' puffed?
I stopped tappin' niggas, that oil shit was enough (Shit too much)
I remember when loyalty was a must in the game
Shit changed, now loyalty just a plus (It's ****ed up)
Nigga act like loyalty ain't enough, shit strange
I feel this pain, he ain't prepared for the rise and fall
I seen it all, niggas handin' out they last
When the feds come a list, full of numbers with nobody to call
I seen it all, niggas crash out on bitches
He done put belt to ass, but ain't ready for that rise and fall
Rise and fall
With nobody to call
He ain't ready for that