[ Featuring
Fat Joe, Harry Fraud ]
(Once you said, you'd love me)
(As you said you'd care)
(La música de Harry Fraud)
(Brrt) So I'm talkin' back
The Butcher comin' nigga
(So I'm talkin' back)
Somebody gotta go
(So I'm talkin' back)
It ain't gon' be me
Uh, don't put no faith in no nigga. Put no faith in no bitch
I was in a cell thinking 'bout ways to get rich
All these chains on my neck I'm still a slave in a sense
Ben Frank' on a hundred but my face on a brick (brick)
You can't tell me shit unless you ran your paper up
Bought the weight then took it out of state on a MegaBus
You grew up around snakes, you relate to us
Lookin' out for niggas that I couldn't get a favor from
Shots hit you, doc' stitch you with a staple gun
You not a gangster 'til they put you in the paper once
I know a gangster when I'm looking in the face of one
Million dollar appetite it's like I got the taste for one
Ah, I really had to clean this dough
You ain't a boss everybody on your team just broke
It was either starve or sling this coke
Thirty bands worth of jewels on with seats in coach, nigga (uh)
Dope money talkin' to me
So I'm talkin' back
These hoes talkin' to me
So I'm talkin' back
The streets talkin' to me
And I'm talkin' back
My plug talkin' to me
So I'm talkin' back (grrat)
Dope money talkin' to me
And I'm talkin' back (yeah, uh)
These hoes talkin' to me
And I'm talkin' back (talkin')
The streets talkin' to me
So I'm talkin' back (I got you Butcher)
My plug talkin' to me
And I'm talkin' back (crack)
Chill with all that negative energy
'Cause I'll turn a negative nigga into a memory (brrat)
Y'all been taking Big L's since the Enemy
Southern Slang serving young bucks for like ten a ki (ten a ki)
Drag me in and out of court, Harvey Weinstein
Threw that white up in that pot gave 'em pipe dreams
And watch it spread like the Wuhan virus
Do 'em dirty for the low like Wu Tang Cyrus (ODB)
No mask, we let it flame on camera
Moppin' niggas moving ki's like a janitor
Gangs of New York my niggas'll pull the heat out
Told the Butcher if he pokes the right artery he'll bleed out (bleed out)
Dope money talkin' to me
So I'm talkin' back
These hoes talkin' to me
So I'm talkin' back
The streets talkin' to me
And I'm talkin' back
My plug talkin' to me
So I'm talkin' back
Dope money talkin' to me
And I'm talkin' back (yeah, uh)
These hoes talkin' to me
And I'm talkin' back
The streets talkin' to me
So I'm talkin' back (I got you Butcher)
My plug talkin' to me
And I'm talkin' back
(Once you said, you'd love me)
(As you said you'd care)
(I believed the old woman)
(Now I don't know where I stand)
