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1.
I always did what was lucrative, they switch sides Made them regret who they moving with the lex Four deep smoking butcher breath With crews on the 33 I took the same route to Jerusalem, schooling them What's fooling them, spit on you, how rude of them, uh, They spit on Christ Why would they give a fuck for me when I passed out blessings Few disciples was ducking me And publicly was acting like they done hustled me, huh You won't believe what this money bring Till you open the business and clear at least 200 clean Streets to the corporate world, but the funny thing is I'm gonna still do business long as this money green, huh I take this shit to the next level I could do to a sober mind what they done to fiend Claiming shit that they deserve when they ain't done a thing But we enjoying all the perks when all they done was dream, uh We been through the worst, shit We been through the worst, shit We been through the worst We been through the worst I just bought a bigger gun, taught niggas how to fish Now they mad that I caught a bigger one, uh Poverty it make you do it Throw samples out the window with my phone number stapled to it, uh In this life you gotta make a choice We picked a game, and got in deep as Anita Baker voice We done been through the worst and we done served it all, uh Too close to fucking up my pack, I'ma serve it small Just met Jenny on the back block She wear long sleeves in the summer trying to cover up her track marks, uh I'm the MVP in that game We on fat now, started out with oxys for her back pain Lashed a smile with my celly ring Got runners in five jungles that get bundles every celly bring, uh Touch base, get your body snatched You niggas hollow ass chains got zero percent body fat Thanks, uh We been through the worst, shit We been through the worst, shit We been through the worst We been through the worst I still, I still have, you ain't even gotta tell me, I still, whether you said it in the interview, right Tou just done some boss shit, yeah I can peep game in your demonstration, you know I pay attention, I'm a student of success and just like Boss moves and I pay attention, so, yeah You don't gotta tell me directly, you know what I mean, right But I pay attention, everybody, you know who the bosses are in the game I think Richard Branson is a boss I think Elon Musk is a boss I think like, outside of rap music I pay attention to them type of people too.
2.
When it was more shit to talk about and niggas was walking it out Was with my mom dudes, and was trying to make it down south For y'all sleeping on the couch My mom's beeping on the couch because of back hurt From all of that sleeping on the couch Way back before I ever needed me A quarter-ounce I did but just didn't know I needed me a quarter-ounce the kid The shit that they ain't expect for me to figure out I did I can't let a nigga lecture me that never did it big Words from the watch you shoot You never close your eyes You get it down, Remember that? I ain't the one who told you lies They said McDonald's I wasn't the one who sold you fries But like McDonald's I'm one of the ones who sold you pies Like the Reverend I'm one of the ones who hold the ties Shake you down and fix you up and fold your tie And every new roll they come with a loaded nine Sorry to back off your chopper, but I'm firing mine I'm from East Buffalo where the cans go pop And the plans won't stop unless the brims don't lock I count money and drive fast Both hands broke ties So I mean that the bank or the Lambo shop I left home and only had a couple dollars But this rate, I'm going I probably buy an island in a month I'm in Sergio Tacchini thousand-dollar pair dumps I'm at the game watching where they do the commentary from, you see me Here's gold bottles, we drink the pain Drink this heat to stay with me so much this bitch probably gonna need a name I'll pop back up and feel like Jesus came Pouring liquor for niggas who died before they legal drinking age I hope y'all niggas meet y'all karma soon I see the defense call an audible Cuz that's what problem solvers do that cast chatting in the marbles But y'all rap status dishonorable tax brackets be marginal. Fuck y'all Nigga Big BSF
3.
I probably won't get all the flowers that I deserve It don't surprise me at all when people go back on the word I ain't really notice much until I sat back and observed Cutting off my loose ends was when I really struck the nerve of these niggas Performing at a high level, when I look at these demons, I say bye Devil You couldn't see where I'm coming from at an eye level Winding down a bitch, but I ain't much of a wine fellow Prada's on me was high yellow, a wise fellow Only time I don't stand tall, is besides mellow Catch a breeze watch the sky settle They keep it a secret, but I tell you It's more to life, you could get rich, if you play it right I was young out on that street, nowhere to stay at night Learned a few different hustles, and that's what changed my life Felt like I had to tell my story, so that made me right What I had to do was wrong, but I may be right Suppressions all on the knives, we had shady nights I was stressing just a little bit, I lived a crazy life What I did was probably wrong, but I may be right When she wake up I'm gone, I don't stay the night Top of the world trying to see it like DiCaprio Mine on my money so I will ghost the baddest hoe, facts bro Don't ever confuse me for the usual, peace I'm INS your highness, who is you Only rocking with my air like types, who do it king size These haters on they network, commentating from ringside My queen ride, be wise, it's a dangerous game I'm game, I probably cop a new bracelet and chain See me floating, knowing the road is rough, just to get here And I ain't give it up, switch it up, snitch or dress weird You can feel my fire inside, if you step near What can a closed mouth say, falling on deaf ears They told me trust the process, never the lust or obsess Put your feet down, stand up and fuck the nonsense Most of my niggas is facing incarceration So I'ma say less, feds taping this conversation
4.
I can tell you real focus, uh The 10 won't live up in the spotlight The 10 want to roll with a young boss self-made nigga with his guap right I know you do hair with your shop like Making bankroll so you grew up in the shop like I was living wrong till I got right Made my first hundred off music on the block right Benz truck running through the stoplights Even though my security is top flight I don't give a fuck what I opt like This is a young self-made nigga with his guap right With a princess drinking Mai Tai's Hand-picked through 100 bars from my hotline She don't got a slam when she not mine She don't got a special taste and she not mine Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine Pulling up right, but she ain't mine Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine She ain't too thick, but she ain't mine She don't wear a ring, but she ain't mine Posing for a pic, but she ain't mine Making hoes sick, but she ain't mine Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine Pulling up right, but she ain't mine Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine She ain't too thick, but she ain't mine She don't wear a ring, but she ain't mine Posing for a pic, but she ain't mine Making hoes sick, but she ain't mine One thing about a bitch in the Benz truck You already know I got them thick with they hands up Coming on to your head and the jam does I can fly you to a warm place in the winter I can give you games that a coach couldn't teach I can give you words that a priest couldn't preach I can show you love, and I mean real love Show no love to these hoes, cause you know they for the streets I've been out west, just getting rid of stress Yeah, we be in the west, but you know we from the east Sitting at my desk, and I'm about to roll one Going over this week's numbers, anti-yeast Need a new maid, cause the last one got fired And she pulled up, cause of too much cheeks Take a nigga bitch, no she not mine Nah, what's the real thing in line, cause we ain't on me Fuck a nigga bitch, no she not mine Put the bitch in rick, she is not mine Took her on a trip, she is not mine Kiss her on the lip, she is not mine Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine Pulling up right, but she ain't mine Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine She ain't too thick, but she ain't mine She don't wear a ring, but she ain't mine Posing for a pic, but she ain't mine Making hoes sick, but she ain't mine Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine Pulling up right, but she ain't mine Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine
5.
We was too young in the struggle I done probably cry me a puddle Fuck around, cry me a river When I flash back and I think of my sister You're supposed to be right here with us I don't even feel right in the Fisker I ain't been right since the moment you left off the street on your bike You was home on the steps, was uneven and tight With the chrome on my left and everything right You was home when I left I would've run you with had I known when I left That you wouldn't be here, you'd be gone when I left Now every time I write a song, go left But you know you been sittin' real heavy on the chest You know I been smokin' real heavy on the bench 1942, still sittin' on the desk First it was a dream, then it turned into a thing Started off prince, then I grew to a king Ran underground, fought and came up So I guess to make me an underground king You know I play the cut with a goon on the scene Big B.S.F. badaboom badabing City by the lanes, we throwing up gang If we locked in then, I ain't never gon' change City by the lanes, we throwing up gang If we locked in then, I ain't never gon' If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' change If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' change If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' change Already knew I was dancing and waiting Took a break and now I'm flexing again Miss my baby now I'm stretching again Miss my baby now I'm stretching again Wasn't just nobody checking for him Wasn't just nobody showing me love Made me go back just to put on the gloves Made me go back just to put on the gloves Mama, she raised me up up in that church I don't know how I just grew to a thug Shit that done happened, it was what it was Whatever happened, it was what it was So I get the bus and they run and they run Yeah, I'm not hiding shit under the sun One thing these boys ain't gon' never admit They ain't gon' say what they want and they want When they come down to the dick they'll say Ain't nothing in this bitch be on run They banking on us when they say it's done I need a jet when they say it's done Just bring me that check when they say it's done Since you been checking for me Was MCC the band for me I got some real hitters-napping for me See me violin and throwing up game if we locked in, I ain't never gon' change If we locked in then, I ain't never gon' If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' change If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' change If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' If you locked in then, I ain't never gon' change
6.
Every day grinding hard, this is all I know, yeah yeah yeah Representing for my city, this is all I know, all I ever know, see These trees where I grew up, this is all I know, see, yeah yeah yeah See I do it for my family and the people I know, yeah yeah yeah They say a lot but still barely speak when they talk I sing I sing my soul on these beats and bleed out my heart when it rains I like my women in twos, like Noah's Ark Come time to leave My queens not budging like Rosa Parks, I'm a king I really had dreams of being this boss Just to take care of my family, no one supported our cause Stopped finally getting somewhere then my baby sis I had lost But I'm still making some of the best shit you may come across Buffalo niggas, we tend to always give up my all I let you pick what you don't like, and then you learn to love our flaws I only receive hate from niggas, women love my dirty draws Even people who don't like me, even women I did wrong So pretend, they fuck with the SF, it's like a trend Holding that hate so deep in they hearts, it's like a sin Let me be great, we all wanna pull up in that Benz No matter how much they throw at me, I ain't never gon' give in, it's like This is all I know, yeah, yeah, yeah Representing for my city, this is all I know, yeah yeah yeah Representing for my people and the people I love, yeah yeah yeah This street where I grew up, this is all I know, all I ever know, yeah
7.
Belief in oneself and knowing who you are I mean, that's the foundation of everything great People should learn from my mistakes as well, not only my successes That's the beauty of living a life I'm not a perfect guy You can take whatever out of it that you choose that applies to you Some things that I've done will not apply to you And I may apply the grace of God and whatever angels that I had over my shoulders For the time we dance shit, I already know I'm a stunt For the time we dance shit, I got my broady want For the time we dance shit, I got my hoes you want I let you beat me, hold you captive, I let you go all you want Money ain't made me attractive, that's why I do what I want Clutching my ratchet if I don't know what you want It's better to leave me alone Cause your life I'm willing to take, my baby she leave me alone You know I'm a king, so hard to sit on my throne Once I look down, I ain't get up, I'm going to perform Ice on my neck, you know we weather the storm You know we making it rain, these hoes will weather the storm
8.
Compared to niggas, I feel like the realest Look at these hoes, niggas mindin' my business Know you ain't with gang, you just testin' my limit Pourin' champagne on the gal with these bitches BSF, you better stay out your feelings I'm with player Ricky, hiding the villain I bust Cartier straight off of Dylan And I only let him roll with me if he killin' My bitch a ten, I just told her she precious She gave what she want, that I don't make her no better She was on Rick, they was wearing Margielas I had it, the gang, I was replayin' it better They takin' shit from no pussy, the nigga I spend your block quick just like a propeller I made a flip, now my drill way bigger These niggas don't think our bitches don't matter I studied the game, first I was a student This is what we prayin' for, hallelujah Remember the days, wasn't nothin' movin' Wasn't no ace sittin' in the cooler It wasn't no paper, niggas was cool It wasn't no hate, at least on the game I signed a meeting with a gun and a chain I fucked a bitch and I don't know her name Started with nothin', ended with it all When I was young, I couldn't wait to ball People be wonderin' why I don't answer calls I got a couple bitches, I'm a star Sure they gon' fuck me, yeah, cause I'm a star I used to hustle runnin' from the law Now I be duckin' the paparazzi when I go to the mall Before you walk, you gotta learn how to crawl Before you run, you gotta learn how to jog And you get it, yeah, just try not to fall You a Stanley, you complain about your law But the family here and all of us raw I was poppin' before I started this shit Been them niggas now, all of us rich Forty on me with a Carlton fit Get your bitch here, cause she all on my dick Been gettin' money for a while, I'll admit When you niggas, y'all was robbin' for zips I was startin', you was ridin' the bench Played the trenches, got him callin' me trench We the Sopranos, you see the logo The guitar got a handle, I keep it loaded Extra clips, that's your ammo I leave you woke And got the baby on the camel Free the G's out the slammer Know I look good on camera but don't approach me You would die right on camera, I put that on my grandma Yeah, I got hoes, I don't shoot their head up That's how I'm in town, I'm lookin' for a dick suck Hope she around, I call her, hope she pick up She missed the call, I'm pickin' up her sister Her nosy cousin told her, sis, I hit it I wish her ugly ass go mind her business When I got caught, I openly admit it Knew what she was doin', yes, y'all, she did it Started with nothin', ended with it all When I was young, I couldn't wait to ball People be wonderin' why I don't answer calls I got a couple bitches, I'm a star Sure they gon' fuck me, yeah, cause I'm a star I used to hustle runnin' from the law Now I be duckin' the paparazzi when I go to the mall Before you walk, you gotta learn how to crawl Before you run, you gotta learn how to jog And you get it, yeah, just try not to fall You a Stanley, you complain about your law But the family here and all of us raw Before you walk, you gotta learn how to crawl Before you run, you gotta learn how to jog And you get it, yeah, just try not to fall

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released October 5, 2023

Track 1-5 & 8-10 are produced by
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