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[intro]
until we settle up with omar, i think it’s best we suspend these meets
anybody got a problem here on out, bring it to me, or sit on that sh_t
those of you on the westside who need to re_up, holler at my man monk
he gonna handle supply over there
on the eastside, cheese
one more thing, price of the brick going up

[verse 1: sule]
he used to be a athlete, and now he asks his connect could he hold a kilo
craig threw him a brick then he bought a pole for the deebos (bah)
my n_gga played the bench with the heat like he oladipo
a street tale, you never catch him slippin’ like he ezel
the devil wears prada, could smell the designer burnin’
the prices is too good to be true, so you gotta curve ’em (hold on)
my scammer n_gga next day slips to a wire earnin’
so they taught me how to keep bank shootin’ like higher learnin’
forty k off iphones, so what’s your credit score?
pocket watchin’, that’s some sh_t that get you debted for (bah, bah)
spend a little, save a lot, just build my repertoire (rep’)
’cause bein’ broke is such a joke and i ain’t kevin hart
i just threw eleven months of rent on a b_tch off henny and scarlets (what else?)
spicy rigatoni, carbone with benny in harlem (d_mn)
paint a picture with these lyrics like a van gogh fl!ck
i tried to tell you i was made for this soprano sh_t
[chorus: sule]
i don’t wanna l, i just wanna chill and keep my hand around a hundred dollar bill (word)
all we really had was just a dollar and a dream (word)
and now we got a pocket full of gualla and a feind
look, how much you really want success, and would you slave for it?
catch a body, get a shovel, dig a grave for it
if it cost your reputation, would you pay for it?
and if you got it but you lost it, was you made for it? huh?

[verse 2: benny the butcher]
seven_figure hustle, now this a life you could toast to (agh)
real street sh_t, got my best advice from a smoker (smoker)
’bout to hit the studio and my own sh_t gettin’ chauffer (huh)
a dead president, that’s the only one i’ma vote for (only one)
royal oak from waffi, yeah, i paid that sh_t (yeah, i paid that sh_t)
maybach whip, this somethin’ i got payback with (i got payback with)
and we don’t like the opps’ music, you better save that sh_t (don’t play that)
we shoot this motherf_cker up if they play that sh_t
grindin’, it’s hard to sleep, that paper gave me insomnia
if you don’t work, then you ain’t eatin’, i got a job for ya (let’s work)
i was on the low, y’all haters made me this popular (y’all did that)
if i treat you like a b_tch, that’s probably what you remind me of
got my first whip off of white stones at sixteen
no license, had to ride my bike home
then a n_gga got knocked for pitchin’ out the strike zone
patience, that’s a life code, you learn it, you’ll be ice cold
[chorus: sule]
i don’t wanna l, i just wanna chill and keep my hand around a hundred dollar bill
all we really had was just a dollar and a dream
and now we got a pocket full of gualla and a feind
look, how much you really want success, and would you slave for it?
catch a body, get a shovel, dig a grave for it
if it cost your reputation, would you pay for it?
and if you got it but you lost it, was you made for it? huh?

- sule black soprano family

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