Ah

Butcher comin′, nigga

Hit-BoyThe Army is doing something about the weather

Ah, yeah

I'm back, nigga

Yeah, I′m back, nigga

Fuck niggas is talkin' 'bout?

Fuck all that "Who the best" shit, this and that

Y′all know what the fuck it is when n-

Ah, the butcher comin′, nigga

Yo, last year was 'bout brandin′, this one about expandin'

Caught a flight to Cali, made 20 ′fore I landed

This rap shit easy, tell the truth, I can't stand it

If I ain′t have these Fs, I'd put a brick in transit, ask about me

All I did was get advice from niggas who sellin' white

Threw the money on the table before the plug set the price

I was eager, ain′t no tomorrows, I could be dead tonight

I was seasoned like patent leather, Jordan 11 Mike

I need a trunk full of cash, my foot stuck to the gas

That′s a buck in the stash, doin' a buck and a half

I hung with hustlers, guys who sold hundreds of bags

They front you so many onions that it come with a jag

The life of niggas who live it, the price for niggas who did it

Hoes fall in love when you look like a nigga who get it

I know how it feel when they don′t like that you did it different

'Cause they dickridin′ trends just like them niggas you mimic, Yeah

I was young in my prison phases, how you know you really gangster

Jail cells while I learned decision makin'

50 grand in the ′frigerator, living room, killers waitin'

Plastic on the floor like we renovatin'

This not for kids so you gotta excuse it

Yeah, I don′t spend enough on guns, but a lot with the jeweler

I spent a bunch on guns in the lot with the jeweler

Then bought a crib for my bitch and gave a block to my shooters

Who you know that tote Glocks and sold rocks to abusers?

That did record breakin′ numbers, broke locks for the movement

That was me with no pops, my coke spots was exclusive

Walk around with this froze watch 'cause no opps wanna do it

Let′s go, nigga

Fuck is you talkin' ′bout?

Eastside Buffalo shit, nigga

Montana shit, 1300 shit

Free all my niggas, free my nigga Ceas'

Free my nigga Duffle Bag

Free my cousin Dat

You know how we do this shit

Big Griselda, big BSF, nigga

My nigga Hit-Boy on the track, nigga

We smokin′ shit, nigga

Huh, fuck nigga

Griselda

Now buddy, I'm gonna tell you a couple things and you're gonna listen

Once you get into this family, there′s no getting out

This family comes before anything, it′s a thing of honor

Takes time and memoriam, I mean you-you survived the streets

That's almost like basic training

You′re a soldier now, and the number one rule in this army is making money

This is a business, it's a pyramid

Money goes up, shit goes down

If there′s something to be sold, we're there

We′ve always been there

You've got the top ten position, and for what?

Because you're a good earner, and you′ve got your honor

Not like these other fucks that act like they′re made of honor

When all they are is certified bridesmaids

You keep that Benny, and now it's your turn

Okay! I′m reloaded!